Twenty Sided Dice

Siegel couldn't say that he was proficient in combat, but at least he learned a few things on the battlefield through his studies. Le - Wen - Through the analysis of the current situation, he can see that the whole battle situation is difficult to recover.

The orcs have taken over the village outside the castle, demolished the houses, and cleared enough fans to attack. The rivers and the sea are also ships of orcs, and it is difficult for humans to fly. But even with this advantage, the orcs are still building engineering tools, and their patrols are not relaxed at all. Just a moment ago, several detection-type divine spells swept past Siegel's hiding place.

"Can the saint be directly involved in the war?" Siegel pinched his chin and thought for a while: "Why haven't I heard of such a war?"

"Our saints will not take action directly, unless the temple is attacked, fought with another saint, or is directly provoked." Chanem explained: "This is just a tacit understanding and not a restriction. The regulations. Even if the Orc Saint slaughtered the entire city, he would not receive any additional losses."

"You come up with an idea." Siegel folded his arms, looked at Chanem and said, "As a saint of the **** of murder, if your layout ability can't solve the current predicament, there's really no good way to do it. already."

Chanem smiled and shook his head: "There is no need for any layout, this matter is easy to solve, we can just wait. After a few days, the orcs occupy the city, and things on the battlefield will be over. At that time, you and I It’s easier to start looking for things.”

"You can't do this." Siegel knew that Chanem was perfunctory.

"You want me to get rid of the orcs, right?" Chanem snorted coldly. "In my opinion, it's the quicker way to get rid of the human defenders. Whose hands the castle is in has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with our purpose. Siegel, I advise you not to mix your feelings with In this matter, because it would harm my interests."

Fairly speaking. Chanem was not wrong. Aside from being human, Siegel is not responsible for the human inhabitants of Blackwater. They were neither his people nor did they turn to him for help. And it's easy to get Lier's attention here, and the mission falls short.

If only ordinary bandits surround the castle. Without the priests and saints of the orcs, things would not be so troublesome. But the situation at hand cannot be solved by one or two magics, and even full-scale fighting may not be able to settle it. Siegel looked at the orc's barracks, where the defense was tight. Except for Chanem, he couldn't find anyone who was skilled enough to sneak in. But once magic is used, it will immediately attract the attention of the orc priest. Even if Siegel summons a meteor to smash it down, as long as someone on the opposite side can cast an anti-magic force field. The threat of attacking spells is easily negated.

It is not impossible to keep silent. It is a more secure method to arrange a Knox Common Society-style magic circle to gradually incapacitate the orc army to fight. However, this method is not without loopholes: Orc saints will not be affected by psychic effects, and the magic fluctuations emitted by the Knox circle are too characteristic, it is easy to remind people of the Union's mages and Westerners ger.

"You can't save them unless you give up your covert operation and bring in Liel, the master of prophecy." Charnem said to Siegel: "Don't be too confident that you can solve all problems. Unreasonable pride is a source of failure. You can do one thing at a time. It’s impossible to do everything.”

Siegel sighed deeply and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms. He didn't give up, he still wrote and painted on the ground. Calculate the trend of the war situation.

"Don't waste your time, your wits and computing power can't solve all problems, especially when the problem is related to orcs. For a guy like the orc saint, unless you hit a big one and beat him, he is Never give up on offense.”

"I want to help the people inside."

"I still want to be the God of Murder, the God of God!" Charnem laughed: "Wake up! If your brain is unclear and it affects my ability to obtain divine fire, then I will stop you. At that time, you will I'm not only facing an enemy of the Orc Saint. If Liel is attracted. The plan fails, then I will be very angry. I will kill the whole town to vent my anger. You better be able to measure the harm of meddling in the battle, and don't cause it because of temporary kindness. great disaster."

Siegel looked at Chanem. Know he's not joking. By locating the Lord of the Rings, they were already very close to the divine fire, at least much narrower than what Chanem had begun to look for. Even if the two parted ways at this time, Chanem was confident to find out the power of the magic god.

"Of course, there is another possibility." Chanem said: "Maybe the divine fire left by the **** of magic and prophecy is not in the castle, or the battle in the castle has no effect on finding the divine fire. If this is the case, the sooner it is completed. mission, the better chance you have of saving people in this city."

This could be the truth, or it could just be an excuse to comfort and deceive Siegel. But as a mortal, how many choices does he have? After hesitating for a while, Siegel nodded: "There is hope only by taking action. There is no point in waiting."

The two began to walk around the periphery of the battlefield, and at intervals, Siegel would stop to cast a positioning spell. However, this spell is only to continue to deceive Chanem, the real effect has always been the Lord of the Rings.

They went from coast to coast, and the direction indicated by the Lord of the Rings was always within the castle. After confirming this, both Siegel and Chanem thought things seemed weird. No matter in terms of topography, topography, or strategic point of view, there is nothing special about Blackwater Bay. Why did the magic **** choose this place as a place to hide his power?

"I need you to go to the orc camp to inquire about something." Siegel still didn't give up the idea of ​​rescuing the castle, but he also knew that he had to adopt a more tactful way. "Such a small castle is not a major business place. Why do orcs spend so much effort to attack?"

Chanem is not a fool either, he knew after a little thought that this question would be helpful to his actions, so he did not contradict it. The two agreed on a meeting place, and Chanem turned into a shadow and swept toward the camp of the orcs. A group of orc soldiers were logging nearby, and they didn't feel that there was one more of them.

Siegel, of course, will not wait in situ. He came to the back of a low hill, just enough to block his view from the orc camp. What he has to do is very complicated, but only through such complicated means can he achieve his goals.

Siegel dug out an earthworm from the soil, put it aside for later use, and then wrapped a magic crystal core with the wet mud he just dug out. Afterwards, he placed the mud ball in the palm of his hand and rubbed it while reciting the incantation. Soon this mud pill gradually became smaller, and the magic crystal core inside was crushed and reorganized many times.

He casts a spell on the mud pill, making the magic crystal nucleus the carrier of the spell. Immediately afterwards, he took the earthworm and controlled his movements with magic, so that it devoured the mud pellets that were no longer the size of a pinpoint.

The earthworm felt unwell, and it couldn't digest the magic crystal core. Since the magic crystal nucleus originally grew in the rabbit's brain, it can exist in the living body for a long time without being excreted.

The magic crystal nucleus became the first carrier to store the messenger spell, followed by the earthworm. Siegel used magic to attract a flock of birds and feed them to the worms.

The flock of birds flew into the sky, and they flew to the Starry King City with a message for the Federation. The Royal Mage is on the magic spaceship. If the information can be passed to them, then the war situation may be reversed.

"Over there, over there, someone is casting magic!"

More than a dozen elite orc warriors marched at a chaotic pace, dusty, and ran towards the hill where Sigal was hiding. In their hands, they were carrying hideous machetes, and the blood stains left by the slashing battle had long since merged with the steel. If there are only a few warriors, it is easy to deal with, but there is also an orc priest to follow, which makes them have a certain resistance to spells.

Whether it's the Mantra of Death or the Emblem of the Mass Death~www.novelmt.com~ Siegel can deal with these orc patrolmen, but the next one will cause a series of troubles. How did these orcs die? Who can kill a team of warriors so quickly, and who has such superb spellcasting ability? This is bound to interest the orc saints, and sooner or later the mages will be entangled on the battlefield.

"I didn't expect it to come so quickly, why are the orcs nervous?" Siegel moved quickly with elf steps, and retreated to a slightly farther place to watch. "It is clear that the battle situation is all advantageous. Even if we have to guard against human reinforcements, the surrounding camp should not be so turbulent. Especially the orcs, where can such good military discipline, even if there are orc saints and many priests, they should not be so strict. . What are they guarding against?"

The group of orc soldiers arrived at the location where Siegel cast the spell, and after seeing the footprints on the ground, they searched everywhere. The three of them formed a group as they moved, two orcs watching the ground, one always looking around. Orc priests also held up their staffs, praying and searching with divine magic.

They were destined to be futile and confused by the footprints Siegel left. There were human footprints, deep, flat marks left by dwarven combat skills, and the extremely hard-to-find footprints of elf toes. "An elite team!" the orc priest judged: "There are short-legged dwarves, this group must not go far. Be careful of their spellcaster, he must have erased the traces of the tracking! Call the wolf hunting team, we need Dog nose!" (To be continued.)