Twenty Sided Dice

Chanem's black figure appeared from the air. He crossed his hands in front of him and looked at Evan with interest. "I see that you are not lying, you do believe that you are Evan Fanxing, the king of mankind."

"This is a fact, it has nothing to do with believing it or not." Evan said: "I believe that I alone are worth more than others. You let them go, and the two of us have a good fight."

Chanem burst into laughter, and wild laughter echoed in the passage. "You think too highly of yourself, the king of mankind. The kingdom of stars is just a small corner of mankind, and you are just the king in the mouse hole. But you are right, you are indeed better than the other four in comparison. More valuable, but why should I listen to you? Do you think I'm some brainless fool?"

"With these four people, your strength is greatly affected, so there is no need for me to lighten the burden for you. On the contrary, my servants are coming here, and there is no way for you to escape. But because you are the king, I will give you One of your privileges is that I will defeat you personally and will not let you be captured by ordinary mortals."

"I will make the Church of the Murdering God outlawed, and make the world without your followers."

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard." Chanem laughed loudly, "The royal family has always been my biggest believer, your murder..."

He felt a chill in his neck, and then his eyes were farther and farther away from his body. Evan rushed up when he raised his head and laughed and chopped off Chanem's head with a sword.

"We are the most proficient at murder, that's true." Evan said as he chopped Chanem's body into pieces with a bonfire. He tried to find the heart and other vital organs, but Chanem's body was only black cement, without any organs.

Even though he was chopped into pieces, he was still squirming. Evan thought he would regroup and piece together a new Charnem, but was surprised to find that each piece was proliferating. "This... is this the rhythm that is going to become dozens of chanems?" He hurriedly pulled Amon and dragged her forward: "Run, we don't have much time!"

Dozens of human figures twisted and grew, and then the first Chanem was reborn. Looking at the direction in which Evan fled with admiration. The other twisting figures collapsed suddenly, turning into glue flowing on the ground. Chanem picked up two daggers from the clay and hid them in the shadow world.

Emmon and Yao En only have one leg that can use force, plus Anomen who can't see. Greatly slowed down. They only ran a few dozen meters, and Arnomen shouted: "He's here again, right behind!"

Evan didn't care about Lianxiang Xiyu, he directly abandoned Aimeng and turned to face him. All he saw was a burst of white light. Stab in the chest. It was too late to block with the long sword, so he used his left arm as a long sword, and greeted him in a circle, pulling, pulling and twisting.

Chanem only felt that a strange force was entangled in his weapon, and his body was taken over involuntarily. For the first time, he was dragged out of the shadow world during the attack, and most of his body was exposed.

The bonfire pierced into his body and stirred vigorously, and Evan used all his strength. He knew what he had done right unintentionally to get this rare opportunity. But no matter how the bonfire was waving, Chanem no longer bleeds, not even the expression of pain.

"It doesn't make any sense for you to do this." Chanem said, "Although this consumes divine power. But it should also let you know what it means to be futile."

The power of the God of Murder, who is also the God of Mud Monsters, has been revealed, and Chanem has lost his vital point and his so-called shape. The concepts of head, limbs, and body became meaningless. It changed into black glue and began to stick to Evan's body. The glue shredded Evan's armor, leaving many wounds in the flesh and infiltrating the acid poison. Evan's body became very weak, he couldn't even stand, and he knelt on the ground tremblingly. On the lakeside of the Tears of God, Evan was once embarrassed by this trick. There is no good way to deal with it now.

"You will drown in my body, Your Majesty, and turn into my beautiful collection of amber." Chanem's voice drifted, and the black glue had climbed up Evan's neck.

Arnomen struggled. With the greatest strength in his life, he shouted: "Glory of the Mother Earth, drive away the evil!"

The black glue seemed to be ignited by fire, and it was also like being splashed by strong acid. It struggled to escape under the brilliance of Mother Earth, and quickly faded from Evan's body. As soon as he hid in the shadows, he congealed back into Chanem's form and walked out. It seems that the complete humanoid has stronger resistance. So at this time, the brilliance shining on him will only form blue smoke that keeps rising, which is already within the range that he can bear.

"You are a devout believer, but this is my temple." Chanem spread his five fingers and slapped the wall. Golden runes crawled all over the walls, and all over the floor and ceiling, and there were skulls and crossbones of the murderous **** everywhere. The brilliance called by Anomen immediately diminished, leaving only the brilliance of torches.

"How can you, a little priest, understand the rules between gods?" Chanem said, "This is my domain, and all power is under my control."

There was a sound of dense footsteps in the passage, accompanied by the swaying light of the torches. Naria and the others leaned against the wall holding hands, knowing that the final moment had come. Amon sat on the ground, put his face on the back of Evan's hand, and said, "You are the only one who can escape, let's go, we don't blame you."

"Fart, I have already thought of a way to deal with him, don't be discouraged." Evan Hengjian stood in front of the crowd, his wounded body covered with blood. There was a hint of yellow in his blood, as if it had been mixed with gold.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Chanem also came up with a dagger, preparing for the final harvest. At this moment, a wolf in the form of a fire element rushed out of the passage, followed by the flame wolves.

It turned out that the footsteps and the light of the torches were caused by them!

The wolves pounced on Chanem, trying to bite his body. The black **** of assassins dodged left and right, but was not hit even once. But more and more wolves surround it, and even stack up to form a wall of flame wolves.

Chanem knew that all the flaming wolves came from the same spell, and couldn't help being surprised: "Who summoned this elemental creature, how come there are so many?!"

He was gradually surrounded by the wolves, and there was no gap to escape. These wolves also have a tendency to gradually merge, and all the flames are connected to each other to form an airtight wall of fire. Siegel flew over from the corner of the passage, keeping his focus on the spell. Under his control, the flame wolves turned into a super-large fire element, shrouding Chanem in the middle.

Facing the direction of the whirlwind of flames, Siegel clenched his fists. The flames immediately gathered in the middle, igniting the black figure in the center. There was a scream, then it was overshadowed by the sound of flames burning.

Siegel trotted over to Evan and threw a space bag to Naria. "Quick, put down the healing potion, now is not the time to save money, the enemy has not disappeared."

Naria knew that it wasn't time to worry about why Siegel Squid appeared, and when she had the same voice as Jie, since the king had already appeared, it was not surprising that there was another lord. She hurriedly dug out the healing potion and distributed it to her companions, and checked other things in the space bag, hoping that there were treasures that could be used.

Siegel found a bottle of red healing potion from his pocket and handed it to Evan: "Drink it quickly, this is the best curative effect I have at hand, you need to restore your strength as soon as possible."

"Can't you simply teleport us all away?" Evan took the potion, unscrewed the cork and asked, "At least they should be taken out of danger."

"I can't perform mass teleportation by myself, so don't think about that kind of good thing." Siegel handed him the obsidian dagger and said, "Hold on, this thing can deal with the Holy One of the God of Murder."

"Really?" Evan looked happy. He had long wanted to use the magical obsidian dagger, so he naturally accepted it with a smile.

The line of fire was burning, but Siegel knew there was no trace of the Murder Sacred within. It is impossible to rely on summoned creatures to deal with a saint, and there is only one chance for such a sneak attack. So he dissipated the flame, leaving only enough light to illuminate.

"He is hiding in the shadow space, and he has to find a way to force him out." Anomen grabbed the holy emblem and said to Siegel: "This place is affected by the blasphemous air of the murdering god, and the connection with the Mother Earth has been affected. Influence, I cannot summon the radiance of the Virgin."

Siegel raised his eyes and said, "It turns out to be the Holy Land, so just tear it down!"

He spread his five fingers, and countless lightning bolts were launched from his fingertips, galloping and jumping on the stone wall. Continuous explosions continued to sound, the golden text on the wall became fragmented, and the divine rune that had been formed naturally lost its effect.

Naria looked at everything in front of her in shock. This was a magical power she had never dreamed of. There is no chanting, no casting action, just raising your hand can mobilize such a powerful elemental energy, this gesture is like a god. The characters that Chanem wrote on the wall with divine power were actually destroyed by lightning. Only the purest elements can do this, and only the ** master can master the essential power of the elements behind the spell. Could it be that Siegel has become a ** teacher, how old is he?

No wonder he is arrogant~www.novelmt.com~ No wonder he is not easy to get along with, if he is a ** teacher, it is probably not much better. She closed her eyes and carefully felt the rhythm and fluctuations of the magic around her. This was a rare learning opportunity that must not be missed.

The sanctuary of the murdered **** was destroyed, and Arnomen was like a breath of fresh air after drowning. He was about to raise the holy emblem when Siegel interrupted: "Don't be too busy, I'll try my method. The power of the Mother Earth will not only interfere with the God of Murder, but also me."

"Okay, he's not close yet, but I'll keep my perception," Anomen said.

"By the way, Emmon, you are a half-elf, what do you believe in?" Siegel said suddenly.

"Ah?" She glanced at Anomen and said, "Actually, I believe in the moon god, the guardian of elves."

"Then you are good to start praying to the Moon God now and ask for his help." Siegel smiled slightly, and then suddenly shouted into the air: "Moon Holy, there are already your followers here, why not yet? Come in?" and dropped a runestone as a teleportation beacon. (To be continued.)

PS: Happy weekend, hehe.