Twenty Sided Dice

The roar continued to come from the magic tower, and the vibration never stopped. (Pinyin of biqiwu) In order to deal with the besieging enemies, Lier continued to cast a wide range of high-power magic. The meteor storm was summoned, and together with the thundercloud storm, chain lightning, and sunburst, an offensive covering the entire seventh floor was formed.

Soon the trio had to switch from offensive to defensive in order to survive the raging energy frenzy. They have to be concerned about the safety of their teammates and cannot be as reckless as Lier. What's more, Liel has now regained his status as a saint, and his recovery ability and resurrection ability have been strengthened. Coupled with the domain of the Magic Academy, it is naturally much stronger than that of dwarves and dragons.

Chanem used a shield of shadows to protect Siegel from the spell. Meteor and lightning smashed into the enchantment. Although they would not hurt his body, they were also quickly consuming his holy power. Siegel was still frowning, his eyes closed, and he was lost in thought. "You bastard, no matter what you want to do, hurry up, we won't be able to hold on!"

Liel launched the offensive frantically, even at the expense of destroying the structure of the magic tower. The magic tower, which was unscathed in Siegel's revitalizing earth magic, finally began to collapse in the internal explosion. Starting from the bottom layer, the wall cracked and shattered, and then was severely pressed down by the upper layer.

A new building appeared on the edge of the square, first a classroom, and later a magic demonstration room... The magic tower was split, and the floors below were changed and moved to the outside of the square to form a new wilderness. Until the end, in the center of the square there was only the divine fire crystal shrouded in shadows, Lier who was constantly attacking, and the trio who were being suppressed.

The dwarf does not need to climb to the top, because the top is already by his side. He summoned the Golem Legion, but sadly found the Golem Legion to be of little use. Adamantine and Mithril Golems are indeed very powerful, but they are only suitable for contact encounters in a limited space. For the spell bombing scene in the open area, there is more than enough defense and no attack. to the end. They can only come together, shielding the trio from magic with their magic-immune bodies.

After escaping their lives from the attack of instant death spells several times, the three of them have exhausted the scrolls and other magic items on their bodies. Their purpose is to come here to learn. Unlike Siegel and Chanem, who came with the fire of God, so they were not so well prepared.

This will be a tough spell battle. It had to be all there was to do—Siegel knew this well before he embarked on the task. He's still absorbing knowledge about what God is and what a priesthood is. He found that what Chanem told him was correct, but not the most appropriate and effective; he knew that if he followed Chanem's teaching, he would definitely die, but it was enough to strip the priesthood from the fire and leave it to Chase. Nem.

Although a little angry, he also understands this approach. After all, that is the holy man of the **** of murder, and his own interests are the first thing to consider. Immersed in knowledge, trying to receive the information from the magic tower, the twenty-sided dice emitted a dazzling light, covering him.

If Siegel was given enough time and points, he could have learned this knowledge—the extraordinary savvy that dice gave him made him an excellent learner, but the situation on the battlefield didn't allow it. Despite having more helpers, the trio tried their best, but the crazy Liel did not hesitate to waste a lot of holy energy in exchange, and continued to perform powerful magic techniques that were close to miracles. He ascended into the sky. Using the shield composed of holy power to buy time for himself, after one minute of preparation for casting spells, a huge cloud of lava fire with a radius of ten miles gathered in the sky.

Bloody shadows shrouded the earth. The fire cloud is still high in the sky, and its scorching heat has already descended on the ground. Trees, turf, and broken cloth had started to burn, and even the protective fire elemental spell had become unstable. The wreckage of the magic tower, the surface of those hard stones raised blue smoke, like ignited firewood. Only a few rooms protected by Shenhuo rules remain intact.

"You all hide, you are not needed here!" Chanem reduced the area of ​​the shadow shield, although it would be closer to the destruction of lightning, but he had no other way. "I've never sent any kindness, but you shouldn't die under Liel's hands. Get off. Get back, don't get in the way here!"

If not a few golems. The trio couldn't reach the entrance of the room, let alone open the hot door. After their figures disappeared. Chanem looked up at Liel like a **** in the sky. Behind the dragon wings is the lava cloud that fills the sky as the background, and the energy contained in it is beyond the reach of ordinary gods.

"It's great to be a mage, but an assassin has no future." Chanem smiled bitterly. He looked down at Siegel, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Dead thing, hurry up?! If you don't wake up, it will collapse!"

Liel finished casting the spell and waved his hand with a triumphant smile. This time, the wave was no stronger than the gentle woman's wave of the handkerchief when she bid farewell to her lover, but it caused the disaster scene of the sky collapsing.

"Burning Flames!" The extreme high temperature melted everything, and even the air couldn't maintain its own shape, and it all turned into radiating lightning and dazzling fluorescence. The black shadow could not prevent such rays of light. Chanem's eyes were ignited and scorched, and his whole body began to melt. Only with the protection of a black holy force, it would not be wiped from the world.

A hand with Destruction Lightning grabbed it, which made Chanem feel refreshing and pleasant in an instant. Even knowing that Destruction Lightning is a dangerous thing, at least it's more comfortable to die. He felt his shoulders sink, and then he was dragged out. The radiance and heat suddenly vanished from him, and he seemed to be in heaven—or, for him, a bottomless abyss of beautiful tranquility and safety.

"You can dodge if you can't stop it, so what are you fighting for?" Siegel's voice echoed in Chanem's ear, and although it was a little vague, he could still distinguish it. "But thank you for buying me time."

Out of the scope of the legendary spell, Chanem quickly used holy power to repair himself. The light that shot into the body was the most troubling, and it took a while to finally restore the vision.

He had expected to see a battle between mages, but Siegel and Liel stood silently across the fire, staring at each other, motionless. Siegel held a chain in his hand, and slowly a twenty-sided die was revealed.

The light was wrapped around the dice, and soon everyone could not see its true face, only light. No matter what kind of magic was applied, it was blank, and only the vision of the eyes could confirm that there was indeed something on the chain.

"Actually, I've been wearing it all the time, and you haven't noticed." Siegel said: "The dice has many functions, one of which is to block all detection. If I want, you can see it even if I put it in front of you. not."

Dragonborn Liel's hands were trembling, his tail waving to and fro. There was a thirst in his heart, for which he gave up his godhead and clergy and came to the mortal world. He has no memory of the future, and is now completely in the state when he just abandoned the priesthood. So he doesn't have the satisfying memory of the later time when Liel got the hundred-sided dice to study, and his **** was totally at the top.

"It all started with it -- all the trouble, all the hurt," Siegel said. "I'm going to be a god, I don't need it."

Lier sneered in his heart: Become a god, what are you kidding? It's only been a little over an hour since the beginning. Even if the study is carried out without delay, all the knowledge is fully understood the first time, and the key points have not been mentioned yet. The last obstacle he left in the magic tower was the teaching of the knowledge of ascending gods. He could only talk slowly from beginning to end, without asking questions, jumping, and constantly burning points. This is more acceptable to the kingdom of God than not allowing teaching at all. It will not be modified or even erased because of rejection, but it will waste a lot of time, enough for Liel to deal with it.

Without critical information, it is impossible for any individual to bear the flame. Or to be more precise, a divine fire that cannot withstand the power of a magic god. Chanem knew this too, but he didn't know what to do. Although the God of Glue is a racial god, the power of less than three forks is not impossible for the body of a saint, and Chanem also abandoned part of his power in time to endure it. For every bit of Shenhuo, the power will increase exponentially, and by the fifteen forks of the magic god, that power will be devastating.

The first thing to be destroyed will be the sanity, the loss of consciousness, the loss of self is just the beginning. Like being enveloped in a loud noise that cannot be distinguished, people will quickly collapse, no longer able to recognize their surroundings, unable to think and control, and become downright crazy. Afterwards, it is the body that collapses, but it is a process of liberation. As long as Siegel put his hand on the Divine Fire Crystal, he would be burned to ashes, there was no doubt about that.

Maybe he still has points and can be pulled back by time, but he still can't escape the fate of failure. Liel knew he had won when he saw Siegel wake up from his meditation in less than three hours. Except for this "old man" who is very familiar with Shenhuo, no one here will succeed.

His eyes were fixed on Siegel, trying to see deep thoughts in his eyes, but could only find peace. Siegel has already thought about everything next~www.novelmt.com~ has made up his mind and will not waver in the slightest. So his mood has no ups and downs at all, and everything seems very natural, just like breathing every day.

"Can't God hold dice?" Siegel took one last look at the dice, then threw it at Chanem: "Here it is, take it!"

"No!" Liel swooped up, carrying a storm comparable to a tornado. Before Chanem could understand what was going on, he was knocked out and flew out. Pu Lingling rolled on the ground three times before standing up one by one.

Dragonborn Liel clutched the chain in his hand, and his eyes were full of light. He couldn't hide the greed and joy in his eyes, and grabbed it with another claw. Claws with scales and curved nails pass through the light, but touch nothing.

He didn't believe it, and he grabbed it again and again, but there was still only a sense of air.

"I've told you many times, as long as I want to, I can't see it in front of you, not to mention all I give you is light." Siegel said without looking back: "When your eyes only have light I was as blind as I was in the dark. I played you this time, Liel, you don't blame me, do you?"

After speaking, he put his hand on the divine fire crystal. (To be continued.)