Twenty Sided Dice

In fact, Siegel's spell is not so powerful. The sight of blood spurting is caused by the combined effect of blood magic and illusion. The mage also added some curse effects to it, which can make the sorcerer feel tired and even collapsed, and combined with the continuous pain caused by the real wound on his right hand, the combination can achieve the effect of deception.

However, this method cannot be used repeatedly, otherwise it will inevitably cause the enemy's suspicion, which may lead to a chain reaction, making it easier to see through the previous spell effects. So Siegel put away the curse artifact and used the flame artifact again. Since he has seized the opportunity, he naturally has to take advantage of the situation to attack. This was originally a reckless move. After all, a mage who does not apply protective spells for himself is too fragile. Now Siegel has no magic wand, only two kinds of magic weapons, and there are too few spells that can be used to cast. He can only win if he chooses to keep attacking.

What's more, the enemy is only a layer of protection spells. When the mages of the Knox Common Society were setting up the magic circle, in order to avoid being discovered by the "Mask Sorcerer", they did not solidify too much defensive power. Therefore, one of the two mages was in a hurry and the other was not prepared, so this kind of strange battle was formed.

Siegel slowly backed away, muttering words in his mouth. For a moment, there were blazing flames everywhere, and the dazzling light made it difficult to open your eyes. The sorcerer sneered, a disdainful smile on his pale face. He raised his wand with his left hand, pushed the fire element shield to its limit, and pushed it out. A translucent shield visible to the naked eye suddenly expanded, annihilating the layers of fiery fire.

Siegel anticipated that the enemy would do this, and the fire waves he unleashed did not rely on temperature to kill, but for other purposes. The dazzling light that erupted at the beginning was to cover up his next actions, and the flames annihilated by the elemental shield all turned into thick black smoke, blocking the sorcerer's sight again.

In this way, for nearly five seconds, the sorcerer lost the whereabouts of the mage. He realized this and instinctively felt the danger. A light-twisting spell was being chanted, and he was trying to hide his tracks. 'Enough distance. ' he thought to himself, 'there's a broken wall of ruins right behind that mage, and he's going to find cover there. ’

Before the spell of transposition was finished, Siegel had already rushed out of the smoke. He pretended to step back, use the flames and then cover with smoke all to conceal his intention to charge forward. And keeping the sorcerer from casting the correct spell as he approaches is also within his calculations. Siegel held the long sword at his waist and strode through the fire-covered land. There was a gleam of psionic vision in his eyes, and it was this ability that allowed him to locate the light of the sorcerer's wand through the smoke, ensuring that the charge would not go wrong.

The protective shield shone brightly, and Siegel felt his movements stagnant, but he regained his balance with brute force and regained his speed. Too much emphasis on the protection of the fire element makes this shield less protective against other forms of attack, and Siegel itself is relatively strong, not much different from the swordsman, not to mention that his elf pace can instantly increase the speed. Siegel rushed to the sorcerer in just two breaths.

"Damn it, are you a mage or a warrior!" The sorcerer shouted angrily and tried his best to dodge to one side. He also ordered the shield to shrink immediately, preferably close to the skin for maximum protection. Siegel put his hands forward, and the long sword pierced into the man's waist and abdomen without any hesitation, and came out from his back. It's a pity that he couldn't cut off his spine directly, but the pierced intestines will also kill him.

"I surrender!" cried the sorcerer, staggering away from his wand. "Spare my life, I surrender."

Siegel blinked, let go of the long sword, and let the weapon remain in the enemy's stomach. He showed a smile, and although it was expressed through the face of the zombie, there was only horror in this smile, but he was still smiling: "How do you surrender?"

"I would like to..."

Before the sorcerer had finished speaking, a dragon tooth dagger had been inserted into his mouth. Siegel twisted his wrist, making sure the dagger ripped through the sorcerer's tongue and throat. A large amount of blood spurted out of the man's mouth and flowed outwards along the hilt of the dagger. The sorcerer's eyes widened, trying to utter a spell with the last of his strength to activate the magical equipment on him. But he couldn't speak at all, blood and minced flesh filling his mouth and throat. His last action was to stamp his feet three times, and then fell back softly with a face full of unwillingness and fear of death.

Siegel took advantage of the situation and pulled out his long sword, then slashed horizontally, beheading the sorcerer. Only then did Siegel really feel relieved. As long as a mage can speak and act, his threat will not decrease. Always be careful with his fists and knees, even in the face of a lost fighter, not to mention a much more sophisticated spellcaster.

He didn't have time to rest, the black smoke constantly rising from Bacon Town would attract too much attention, and he had to leave before the orc patrol arrived. But he won't forget to loot the loot. Wand, Siegel finally has a new wand, although it is not very comfortable, but it is enough to cast various spells. Of course, he wouldn't forget to bring the magic material bag and all the paper things around the sorcerer, and now it's not a matter of distinguishing whether those are magic books or something. The sorcerer's ring seemed to be a magic item. While begging for mercy, Siegel saw a slight reflection from the ring. Some cunning wizards have magic item activation spells set to "I surrender", "Please let me go" or something, maybe this ring is one of them.

The contents of the witch sacrifice house were also roughly cleaned. Siegel got a purse with bone coins used by orcs. He finally got rid of the dilemma that he could only pay with silver ingots and gems. He changed back into human form, put on warm clothes, and put all kinds of bottles in the key space. In the witch's house, he also found a good sling, but there was no suitable ammunition. He would have liked to have a crossbow so that it would be much safer for hunting and self-defense. When thinking of this, the raven Baron shouted angrily, reminding the master of the breathing ability it possesses. Siegel stroked its feathers and sent it up into the sky, circling to scout for movement.

With the undead form, Siegel can turn into a skeleton to avoid hunger, thirst, and sleepiness, and he can even not breathe, at the cost of losing the vitality of the creature and becoming emotionless. The Walking Dead. But Baron needed food anyway, and he had an appetite equal to that of a three-year-old boy.

Siegel also wanted to visit General Kaka's convoy, but I'm afraid it's too late. Who knows if there will be wolf cavalry patrolling the wasteland? And the outside of the town is covered with heavy snow, and depending on the weather, there will be no new snow falling within a few days, so he also has to consider the issue of covering up his footprints. Using elf steps can prevent your feet from falling into the snow, but it also limits the upper limit of the load. Siegel tries to keep as much heavy stuff as possible in the space, but it doesn't add much to his belongings.

After all, clothes, chainmail and weapons are already heavy, and Siegel thought that it would be great if he could have something to travel. At this point he recalled the yaks that General Kaka used to pull the convoy of slaves, and those animals would probably have survived if they had been chained. Siegel immediately sent the raven to scout, but he didn't see the yak still alive, these poor animals had long been regarded as broken pieces by the mad orcs. But he found an unexpected living person: Lin Ke.

This human from the south, the village chief of Nishi Village, did not get the treatment he wanted when he sold the information. Because the orc patrols were completely unable to find the human spy-mage he claimed, General Kaka ordered the nonsense guy to be locked in a cage to be skinned for the celebration. Since then, Lin Ke has been in great fear. Slaves one after another were pulled out of the iron cage, tied to a rack and subjected to the torture of skinning. The screams of wanting to die almost made him collapse. When he was the only one left in the cage, the common meeting's spell was activated.

His spirit was already on the verge of collapse, and the mind of a lunatic was difficult to interfere, so the resentful spirits didn't pay much attention. The iron cage again protected him from being hacked to death by those mad orcs. When the sun rose in the morning and everything calmed down, Lin Ke had no strength to struggle. He stared blankly at the sky. The spirits who had helped him before looked at him with pity, without saying a word, and without answering his prayers.

Siegel stood in front of him with a blood-stained sword in his hand. He looked at Lin Ke, who was paralyzed, and saw that his face was covered with wounds, all of which he grabbed with his own fingers, and there were also rolled fingernail fragments in the wounds. Siegel sighed and cast a spell on him that could stabilize his emotions. Curse spells in blood magic can make people excited and crazy, or they can make people depressed and timid, these are different manifestations of spells. Siegel just needs to choose the appropriate way to use it~www.readwn.com~Lin Ke lowered his head and looked at Siegel calmly-under the effect of the spell, he wanted to be afraid and excited. It's hard.

"Did you sell my information to the orcs?" Siegel asked.

Lin Ke closed his eyes and recalled the scene when he found him in the alley of the town and reported the situation to the orc commander. That person wasn't me, just a fool who was obsessed and went astray. Retribution always arrives quickly and on time inadvertently, and Mother Earth is right. Just like those who cut down will lose water and soil, those who over-catch will lose their food, and what will happen to those who betray their guests, it is estimated that it will be a sword through the heart, or at least a clean way to die.

But Lin Ke didn't want to die. Any traitor would always be greedy, and it was impossible to face life and death. He hesitated for a long time, and finally said tremblingly, "Siegel, I didn't betray you..."

All the spirits in the sky turned around and no longer looked at Lin Ke. Only then did he wake up and realize that he was wrong. Death is terrifying, but flesh and blood must die. What happens to the soul after death? The spirits also judge and punish those sinful souls. He hurriedly begged for mercy and said to Siegel, "I was wrong, it was me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Siegel stabbed the long sword into his heart, neatly. He has been using spells to keep Linko's thoughts calm, and he can naturally feel all the changes in his emotions. Whether it was panic, timidity or a guilty conscience, he could immediately detect it. The moment Lin Ke told the lie, Siegel knew it. Siegel has no reason to be soft on a traitor who betrays his friends.

The last sentence that Lin Ke left in the world was: "I'm sorry~www.readwn.com~ Welcome to reading, the latest, fastest and most popular serial works are all at~www.readwn.com~.;