Twenty Sided Dice

"I've seen dwarves, elves, and the Holy Spirit of Murder, who are you?" Siegel asked aloud while on guard.

"This is not very important, the important thing is that you can't go behind the rainbow wall." The halfling shook his head and said: "The things inside cannot be affected by mortals, but how did you know this place, or it was just because of coincidence. When you got here, you should have turned around by now."

"I saved you just now, so be lenient," Siegel said, but he was ready to fight.

"I appreciate you helping me get out of trouble, but you can't go over." The halfling was short and stood between Siegel and the gap in the barrier, his hands clenched into fists and raised high, his voice louder than his height. "You can't go over there!"

"Be reasonable! I could have ignored your call for help just now and finished my own business first, and let you stay in the pile of corpses and slowly rot, but I didn't do that!" Shocked by the pounding. The halfling shook his body, then looked at him in shock.

"I'm not good at fighting, but I can bring the power of life. There is always an end to magic, but the earth is endless." The halfling squatted down, dipped his short, fat fingers into the soil, and immediately plants began to sprout. , constantly rising and dancing in mid-air. He created a green dividing line in front of Siegel, and those green grass looked at the mage like soldiers lined up.

Seeing this scene, Siegel already knew the identity of this saint. His divine power is closely related to the earth, and it is not a level that can be achieved simply by controlling the earth element. And in his power, there is also vigorous vitality and strong defensive power, and he must be the saint of the mother of the earth. No one has ever seen the saint of the Mother Earth, actually a halfling! Is this form taken because halflings prefer to grow and care for plants and animals? He looks like a cute and innocent child, it's hard to get rid of it!

"There is nothing between you and me. I rescued you from a mortal situation. In many cultures, your life is mine and must serve me. And you are blocking me now. Shall I throw you back into the pile of bones again?" Siegel frowned, the power of the second element appeared behind him, the black flames turned into tentacles and kept flying, and the air kept twisting under the heat. The ground began to dry up. "I think that I have done good deeds, but I only brought trouble to myself. As the saint of the Mother Earth, are you punishing the good deeds that save people's lives? Isn't this contrary to your essence?"

The halfling frowned and hesitated for a moment. But it soon changed back to a determined expression. "Good deeds always have good rewards, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want! I said you can't pass here, then you can't pass. This is the order of the Mother Earth!"

"Even the saints in their prime are not invincible. Although Mother Earth is very strong, she is not a **** in combat." Siegel said, condensing the power of lightning on the star dust. "Look, this is golden lightning, which contains the rules of dissociation. When the earth faces lightning, you can only be beaten passively. There is no way to fight back. Even if you can continue to regenerate and recover, your divine power is in the pile of bones. It has been consumed a lot, so I will definitely defeat you, and even wipe your mortal body. However, I would like to give you one last chance: get out of the way!"

The halfling looked at the golden electric sword and the black flame tentacles. The two colors of light and shadow shone on his face, leaving a gloomy expression on his face. He can completely suppress the vibration from the ground, but he has no good way to deal with lightning and flames. He can only resist with his own body.

Of course, ordinary elemental power can't hurt saints, but how can the power that Siegel dares to use at this time is normal? After encountering the Murder Sacred Chanem. Siegel knew that his enemy would be at this level.

Although the saints have divine power, they have no divine personality, which means that ordinary spells can also harm them. If it is a true god, only some legendary spells that invoke the power of the rules may affect them. Fortunately, the true gods are generally in their own kingdom of gods. Rarely came out, but mostly sent saints to walk in the mortal world. Siegel only needs to continuously push the power of the elements to form an effect close to the legendary magic power, which is enough for the saint.

The halfling stood in front of Siegel, his left hand stretched forward, and immediately a grass climbed up. Touch his palm lightly. Then the grass gleamed, turned into a staff, and was held high by the halfling.

"Stop! The user of magic!" the halfling—or maybe a demigod—roared, forming a curtain of light in front of him, stabilizing the power of the elements. His face radiated a holy brilliance, and looked at Siegel with a sympathetic expression: "Back off, get out of here! This place is guarded by the power of the earth, it is an impassable place! Fire, lightning, and frost cannot strike Throw me down, and the power of earth and stone is my ally. O ignorant mage, retreat back to where you came from, and you must not pass my barrier!"

Siegel looked at the light curtain in front of him and took advantage of this time to analyze the composition of its abilities. He tried to strike with lightning and fire, and although he couldn't penetrate the barrier, he could tear some of the energy from it. In other words, the power level used by the Holy Mother Earth is close to that of Siegel, not the power of pure divine power rules, but only close to the level of legendary spells. Siegel can use the current means to form a consumption situation with the saint.

But he didn't have that much patience. Since this saint does not know what is good or bad, there is no need to be polite to him. Siegel nodded, seeing a flash of light from the corner of his eye, and the halfling's head was blown to pieces.

After a while, the sound of the electromagnetic gun breaking through the air slowly came. Because of the attack, the invisibility of the Star Cable was lifted, and she was hovering in the sky.

"It's really accurate, Xingsuo." Siegel praised her without hesitation after contacting her with his mind connection.

"Yes, Master, I have been practicing!" Xing Suo giggled from the heart connection, and it seemed that he was in a good mood. But she still had doubts, so she asked, "Master, why did you rescue him? Didn't you expect the possibility that he would block you?"

"Of course I did," Siegel said honestly. "The one here can only be the guardian, so I know there is such a possibility. The one I rescued must be the strongest of all, and the saint has the greatest possibility. However, when I can save him, I will not Do it, that's not my style. Even if he's as rigid as he is now, inflexible and getting in the way, should I change my original intention for him? I'll save him or save him. But also teach him some lessons.

The halfling whose head was smashed by the Adamantine Electromagnetic Bullet fell to the ground, his whole body twitching. He had been guarding against Siegel's magic, but he didn't expect such a violent physical attack. He didn't have time to respond, and his head was blown apart. The brains were scattered all over the place along with the fragments of divine power. But under the protection of divine power rules, he is still slowly reborn.

"Sure enough, the power loss is huge, and the speed of resurrection has become so slow." Siegel walked over and filled a lot of fragments with "God's blood" in a small bottle. These things are very helpful for studying the power of the gods, and maybe you can find the secrets of the rules of the gods. Siegel's cloning can also try to use this as experimental material. He had a gut feeling that he would discover something amazing.

The rotten watermelon's head trembled and wanted to stand up. Siegel pointed at it, so Xingsuo fired another shot. "Just fight like this. As long as he wants to regroup, he will make another shot. Saints can only exist in the form of entities, so they must have a complete image before doing anything, so if you keep fighting, he will do whatever. Can't do it."

"In other words, God needs a face to work?" Xingsuo's words made Siegel amused. Then she asked strangely: "Master, you can just throw him back into the pile of corpses. Why is it so troublesome."

"It's very troublesome to throw him back, but he's just an idiot blocking the road. What am I angry with him, what kind of revenge? I found that the way of the saints is similar to that of the golems. It is completely the gods who set the rules. Follow the way. They have no soul, just puppets."

"I was created by the master, am I a puppet?"

"Not exactly." Siegel never deceives Xingsuo, and some things are better to say directly: "Although you are a man-made soul core, your complexity is no less than a naturally generated soul fire. I can't directly give you The real soul - that's what the gods can do - I can only build you a platform big enough to hold the soul. I teach. You learn, and then you learn and think for yourself, just like you're learning magic . Keep it up and you'll have a real soul. I look forward to seeing that day."

Xing Suo replied in a firm tone: "Yeah! I must work hard!" Then he fired another shot, knocking the halfling to the ground again.

Siegel thought for a while, left a space bag on the ground, and then said: "Anyway, you are free here, put some fragments of the divine body of the saint. Arrange them in order of the number of times they were smashed."

"Oh, no problem!" Xing Suo dropped two electromagnetic killer spiders. specifically responsible for this.

Looking at the halfling who tried to stand up again and again~www.novelmt.com~ and was smashed again and again, Siegel sympathized, but he would not stop. Using a sneak attack on the saint to disperse his body does not mean that this attack method will work forever. Didn't the dwarf saint even block the goblin's nuke? Although it was a trick by borrowing the rules, once the saints get serious, there may be some tricks. Siegel can naturally see tricks and tricks, but he came with a mission, and this mission did not accompany the saint to practice combat.

After each breakup, the halfling's reorganization rate decreases. The depletion of the divine power reserve is the root cause, and with Siegel constantly collecting the debris that he exploded, the ability to regenerate will eventually stop for a moment. But he still sticks to it.

How sad, thought Siegel. As long as the halfling has a trace of autonomy, chooses to stop the action of rebirth, and honestly lies on the ground waiting for the Star Cable to leave, then there is no need to consume precious divine power - unfortunately, he can't even do this. Saints are just tools of the gods, and tools can only function in a pre-designed way. Reborn, stand up, fight back. And so the halfling was knocked down, shattered, and destroyed again and again.

Saints are tools, so why not God? It's just that one is subject to God and the other is subject to the priesthood. Unnatural product, artificial soul. He thought of the smart magic item, thought of the dice and himself, then took a deep sigh, stepped over the halfling's broken body, and began to crack the rainbow wall under the smoke. (To be continued.)