Twenty Sided Dice

Janet fell asleep, but Siegel had a lot to do. He walked over to the robed spellcaster who had been stabbed to death by his wand and examined it carefully. The man was naked in a robe, with no pockets, no ornaments, and no tattoos on his skin. It could be said that there was no clue to his identity. His muscles were shrivelled, his knuckles protruded, and his blood vessels bulged under the almost transparent skin, like curved earthworms, very terrifying.

Siegel opened the man's palm, rubbed it between his fingers, and put it under his nose to smell it. He smelled the smell of medicinal powder mixed with sweetness and stench, which is the smell that all kinds of casting material powder often have. In addition, a **** smell wafts on the fingertips of the corpse, like the smell of a butcher or executioner, like blood magic.

Siegel put aside the body and began to inspect the room. Judging from the furnishings on the ground, the platform here was built in a very long time ago, but the new blood trough on the ground was not. It only took a few months at most, and Siegel could still find clear carving marks. The bottom of the blood tank has a smooth layer of material that keeps the blood from coagulating during the flow. Under the influence of this battle, the blood of the Dawn Guards was guided to the dragon skull on the stage.

What does a skull want blood for? Siegel was very curious. He used a spell to check the surrounding magic traces, and found that the skull was intermittently exuding a strong spiritual light, bright and dark, like a heart beating. The aura was dazzling, but it didn't give people any sense of danger. Siegel felt the vitality it gave birth to, like a seed that was about to germinate, an egg that was about to hatch. It was difficult for Siegel to judge the level of this magic item, but its efficacy was definitely very powerful.

After stopping the spell, the magical aura also disappeared, and the dragon's skull was still quietly placed on the platform. Siegel didn't dare to touch it with his hands, so he poked it with his wand first. The skull shook, with no magical response, like an ordinary ornament, like a taxidermy hanging on the wall in a nobleman's mansion.

The person who uses the dawn to guard the blood sacrifice must be the enemy, and it is generally correct to destroy what the enemy wants. Siegel knew that the requirements of the magic circle were precision and stability, and the movement of the core items would definitely destroy the effect of the spell. He estimated the weight of the skull with the touch of his wand, then stretched out his right hand to pull the bone down.

When his hand touched the skull, the mutation happened. The originally hollow eye sockets on the skull shone with flames, and the bones became crystal clear and round, and a layer of faint pink light flowed on the surface of the skull, showing the dragon's muscles, skin and scales. The skull levitated and turned in Siegel's direction, two flaming eyes focused on him. Only one voice sounded in Siegel's mind: "Who are you? Why do you have the blood of Taikoo Dragon?"

Siegel felt a magical vibration spread through the blood vessels of his whole body, which in turn controlled his muscles and bones. His tongue involuntarily said the truth: "My name is Siegel-Squid." But Siegel himself didn't know the answer as to whether he had primordial dragon blood, so he couldn't answer the question.

The dragon's flames flickered, as if blinking. There was curiosity in his voice, as if he had discovered something interesting: "Strange person, why does your bloodline keep changing? Dragons, Titans, Protoss, ShadowClan, your bloodlines are ever-changing, but not constant. How is this going?"

Siegel swallowed, the dragon's deterrence made him only tell the truth: "I cast a spell called the Bloodline Key, which can deceive any item that requires bloodline inheritance to be used." He was about to continue speaking, But a strong hunger suddenly surged up, and just like every time he broke free from the effects of magic, Siegel's magic resistance came into play again.

The dragon's curiosity was even higher, but his arrogance prevented him from using magic to trap Siegel again. "Fun young man, interesting magic. Why did you wake me up?"

"I have absolutely no idea of ​​that," Siegel said. "I don't know who's going to wake you up, but this guy killed four Dawnguards and poured their blood on your skull. And those Dawnguards were protecting. Someone I'm looking for. Can you see what I mean?"

"Understood, little guy. Tell me, what are you going to do next?" The flames in the dragon's eyes became thinner and brighter, as if squinting.

"I didn't want to use you for anything, I just hope you don't help my enemies. But what those guys want to use you for, don't do it!" Siegel thought for a while, then said to the dragon, "I know that too. Some techniques use blood to cast magic, but it's all their own blood. For example, the guys here use other people's blood and life to create magic circles, which is evil."

"That's right, little mage, that's an evil act, just like what a greedy dwarf did." The dragon's skull was floating all the time, and his voice was distant and heavy. "With my blood, the dwarves drew my people and hunted them as if they were only beasts; with the blood of my people, the dwarves soaked the mountains, pooling the water of wealth and the power of destiny, as if it were only a gold Mine; using this gold mine, the dwarves build kingdoms, proclaim themselves emperors, and keep digging down to satisfy their never-ending greed. Oh, it's said that we dragons are greedy, but we also have limits, and we will Satisfied sleep on treasure. Not as lustful as the dwarves. What do you think of dwarves and dragons, little wizard?"

"The dwarves I know are not bad. They are enthusiastic, serious, and easy to get along with." Siegel told the truth, and he had no intention of lying to please the dragon: "I have only seen one red dragon, and he burned it down. My brother's tribe, which killed countless creatures. I don't like it, but I forgive it. Because I know that the dragon was ridden by a death knight, and the killing of the village may have been the order of the death knight."

The dragon's skull flew high and trembled violently: "Necromancer!!" His voice roared in Siegel's mind, like a thousand lightning bolts falling at the same time. "Dragon will never obey the undead! Ever!"

Siegel spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow as if he was hit hard. He took a few steps back, regaining his balance. The dragon skull also noticed this situation, gradually stopped shaking, and slowly floated back to the platform from a height. He weakened the strength of the telegram and continued: "Little Mage, you are too weak, but your potential is good. I am the ancient dragon Lonkraga, the father of dragons and the mother of dragons. Every scale of mine is Be a dragon, where every bone turns into a magic, every drop of blood ignites a soul. I am powerful and knowledgeable, and you awaken me to reflect my worth. Say it, little mage, what do you want?"

Siegel stared at the dragon's flaming eyes for a long time, and then tilted his head to think for a while. When the dragon was about to get impatient, Siegel rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "Can you help me save all my companions?"

"You want this? You can ask for wealth, knowledge, power, and power, but you want me to do you a servant thing. I am the ancient dragon, my strength is beyond your imagination, you are a Stupid?"

"Tell you the truth, dragon. It would be hypocritical to say that I don't want anything." Siegel shrugged his shoulders, looking very relaxed: "But after you just denounced the greed of the dwarves, I gave If you make some unreasonable demands, that's a fool. The things you said: power, I don't really want it, maybe I will want it later; power, I don't know what the essence of power is, I don't really have it. Concept; knowledge, I really want it, but I really like the learning process, so I don't think I will bother you; wealth, I have seen incredible wealth, I overcame the temptation of wealth that time, and was able to use the ordinary So I decided to make a small wish to help others and myself - to help me save all my companions."

The dragon laughed, and the voice kept echoing in Siegel's mind, but it didn't hurt anyone. "You little mage..." The dragon said while laughing: "Since I was born, how many fools have you been like? Few, few, little mage. So, let's meet again, I am Taikoo The dragon Lonkraga, a poor creature who was made into a dragon's horn after death." The dragon's skull swayed up and down, as if nodding.

"Siegel-Squid, a sailor, knight squire and apprentice mage, it's an honor to meet you." Siegel bowed and saluted.

"I'm sorry that your wish could not be fulfilled, Apprentice Mage Siegel. I have memory, so I can give you knowledge; I also know the location of the dragon's treasure, so both power and wealth can be satisfied; I can make direct descendants obey yours Order, so power is at your fingertips~www.novelmt.com~ But I am also trapped here, as a bait to attract other dragons into the trap, sadly and painfully torment, only let people in, not let out, so I don't have the strength to help you get your companions out. But listen to me and I'll tell you what to do."

Siegel nodded, thanking the dragon for his help.

"My consciousness can be spread all over the fortress, I see a powerful blood mage has reached the end of his life, but he wants to use his magical power to deceive death. He now has the blood of the true king, the blood of the golden dragon, the blood of the holy king The blood of light and the blood of mortals, but he still wants to get the blood of the ancients from me. He wants to change the blood and rewrite the fate. You have a special ability to break free from the effects of magic, but this ability also has a limit, you can't Totally count on it. Flesh and blood are vulnerable to blood magicians, so you need help. I'll give you directions, there is a wise golem in this dungeon, and he may be able to help you. "

"Okay, I'll try it out." Siegel said, "Can you take care of Janet after I leave? Also, please don't help that blood mage."

"If you wake me up, others will not be able to control me. But you must not fail, because that blood mage can command me through you. He is a master of playing with blood, and he is no stranger to manipulating people's hearts." Dragon Skull Landing back on the platform, the flames in both eyes gradually extinguished. He passed the map of the dwarf cave into Siegel's mind, and then re-camouflaged himself as the quiet skull.

"Last sentence, apprentice mage Siegel: When everything ends, don't forget to destroy me and let me rest in peace."

Siegel nodded.