Twenty Sided Dice

One after another, the djinn were repaired and sent out of Siegel's room, and soon there was only him and his djinn in it. Liewen?????????? Siegel stopped at this moment, sat on the ground with his hands spread out, spent three minutes meditating, and combed the whole plan from beginning to end.

Then he put on the magic ring, put all the magic spar stones at hand, and took out a special-looking crossbow from the space bag and hung it on his waist. Since firearms became popular, a series of equipment such as crossbows and longbows have been gradually eliminated, but as the first important weapon Siegel made - the plasma crossbow, he still has deep feelings.

With scrolls, potions, wands, and odds and ends all in their proper places, it's a battle that has to be fought to the fullest. Being able to be prepared is the best possible situation. Finally, it was Siegel's turn to attack, instead of the way he could only passively defuse Lier again and again as in the past.

After calming down, Siegel began to modify the last lamp god.

The magic tower has become chaotic, and Chanem went back to the room to cover his three idiots, and had a serious conflict with Anna. One wraps itself in shadow to avoid being destroyed by a tidal wave of magic, while the other rains down lightning and flames like a furious storm.

The half-dragon man is nowhere to be found, but it is estimated that he is already in the magic tower. The dwarf Keke is protected by his army of golems, trying to avoid the battle field as much as possible. Those blasted energy turbulence hit the Mithril Golem and re-decomposed into the most basic elements, with no effect at all.

On the other side are the dwarves, holding high runes of protection against the raging magical energy. It seems that his magic protection is relatively poor, although it has been attached to the outer mountain wall, the dwarf is still staggering.

The shadow that Chanem had transformed into wriggled, like black glue, and moved slowly against the ground. Despite being constantly bombarded with various spells, the clay was torn apart, but could always reunite, never taking mortal damage.

Moving forward inch by inch, Anna could not stop this trend no matter how hard she tried. Eventually the shadow crawled to the door of the room and saw a huddled figure thrown in. The elf sighed and put away the spell, or transferred the energy of the magic to the defense.

The shadows didn't stop squirming, but piled up and changed back to Chanem's shape. He licked his lips, shook his fingers at Anna, made a silent gesture, and walked directly to the magic tower.

"There are more than three idiots to kill to make a vacant spot." Anna stopped Chanem, "You can never stop Liel from coming! His power is far greater than mine!"

"Of course we know that you are just a simple body, and the spell just now is your most powerful level." Chanem kept walking, and his voice kept floating: "Outside, you are a good mage too. Yes, but in my opinion and Siegel, you're not strong enough to compete."

He kicked open the door of the magic tower and let the lamp **** reveal the steps. "Go and repair the magic tower! Open all the passages within your authority." He scolded in a stern tone: "You have been lazy for too long, now it's time to work!"

Deng Shen nodded, and while strictly implementing the order, he cursed and vented his dissatisfaction. But this dissatisfaction is not directed at Chanem, but the heavy workload.

Chanem walked up step by step and saw the half-dragon man on the fifth floor. With his hands on the crystal ball, he was using his mind to communicate with this powerful magical item. The three figures merged into one, but no mirror killer appeared.

The arrival of Chanem startled him, causing the half-dragon man to turn his eyes with only the whites of his eyes. He is still wandering in the sky, the rivers of the past, present, and future flow in his body, gradually submerging the body, and beginning to overflow outward. Milky white liquid slowly overflowed from the corners of the eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, and you could vaguely feel the characteristics of holy power. The half-dragon man began to convulse, his breathing was involuntary, and his heartbeat was like a rapid drumbeat. Immediately after, hot blood began to seep from the pores.

"Idiot, is divine power so easy to bear?" Chanem hummed contemptuously, then yanked him over and separated from the crystal ball. "You can't die right now, we'll talk about it later." He stepped over the shaking body and stood in front of the crystal ball.

"Let me see what the power of prophecy is like!" After speaking, he put his hand on it.

Light, countless fast-flickering lights formed a river, and drilled into its eyes. Each ray of light represents a scene, a scene very important to history and the future. Each choice leads to different results, bifurcating the river of time and forming countless tributaries, which will never end.

"There are countless futures, but I want the one that will become a reality, the only one!" Chanem concentrated his energy, the power of prophecy is to remove the infinite tributaries and save the essence, and finally eliminate the last result. "I want to know what kind of exhibition the Magic Academy will have in the future, don't show me the rest!"

It must be controlled, concentrate on controlling the crystal ball, and only let the power know who the master is, otherwise it will be swallowed up by backlash. As a saint, Chanem is very aware of this and has the corresponding skills. He is constantly learning and adapting in preparation for the ministry of prophecy and divine power.

The white light also began to spread to his body, but it couldn't wrap it completely. Black shadows poured out, forming an even match with the white light. There are advances and retreats between the two, so that Chanem has enough time to experience and adjust. Gradually, the shadows were able to take their energy from the white light, strengthening themselves, and the color began to change from pure black to rich gray.

Footsteps came up the stairs and were heard by the keen Chanem. He let go, but didn't let the white light go. The shadow is like a hungry tiger, swooping up, biting at this power, and swallowing it greedily. There was an expression of surprise on his face, because he obviously felt that his power of planning and layout had been greatly strengthened.

It was a dwarf who walked up, looking very carefully. "Doesn't this crystal ball kill people?" he asked.

"If you meet someone who has no self-control, if you touch it for a long enough time, you will die." Chanem pointed to the half-dragon man on the ground: "This is the best example, a fool who can't handle himself!"

"Siegel said that the crystal ball will create replicas, and it will be chased and killed endlessly. Is it all a lie?"

Chanem smiled without answering, but the meaning revealed by the expression was obvious. The dwarf stomped his feet, "I know that humans can't be trusted, but he still lied to everyone! Insect Master, how many points do you have left, do you want to go to the sixth floor?"

"I'm running out of points, and I'm very satisfied with this layer." Chanem put one hand on the crystal ball and the other hand on the dagger around his waist. "Do you want to stay with me?"

"Of course not, there is no conflict between us, and I respect your wish to be alone." The dwarf held the rune tightly in his palm and began to climb to the sixth floor. "Battles affect earnings, don't they?"

"It's very smart and realistic." Chanem watched the dwarf disappear on the steps, "but also very stupid, always thinking that he was right, and stubbornly didn't want to listen to other people's advice."

Sure enough, after a while, the dwarf rolled down from above, and the lower half of his body had turned into stone. I don't know if it was Medusa or the petrified lizard. If it weren't for the natural toughness and the protection of magical runes, this petrification wouldn't just stay below the waist.

The dwarf hurriedly took out a scroll from the space bag, opened it shakingly, and then began to chant. The yellow light flashed away, and the lower body of the petrochemical began to be unsealed. After a while, the dwarf's legs could bend again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

All of this was in line with what Chanem had foreseen through the crystal ball, even in the smallest detail. This feeling is many times better than making a plan and then subsidizing it when it goes wrong, a kind of pride that has the world in its hands.

"If you can go, stay down there, don't bother me." Chanem will try to see his future vision as far as possible. He believes that this will help continue to improve his adaptability to clergy and divine power. This is an indispensable step in absorbing Shenhuo. All processes must be gradual. There is only one result of suddenly embracing Shenhuo, which is to be exploded and burned to death.

There were a lot of tricks in the adaptation process, and he told Siegel a small part of it. Anyway, through some way, Siegel must be able to know the danger of Ascension, and will find a way to solve this problem. Wouldn't it be very insincere if I didn't say it myself? Chanem took the initiative to talk about some methods, but they were all the most basic and safe, but the most inefficient and time-consuming methods. It is enough to receive the divine fire of the lower gods, but for a powerful force like the **** of magic, knowledge and prophecy, it is like building a dam out of dead branches to try to block the tide.

Siegel only needs to be able to hold on for a few seconds, enough to meet Chanem's expectations~www.readwn.com~ When he finds that he can't bear it, with a little guidance, Siegel will understand to tear the fire into small pieces. Parts are the only way to survive. Chanem taught Siegel the best and quickest way to split the fire, just to make sure he could get it all done in seconds.

As for what will happen next, whether Siegel will be burned to death by the remaining fire, this is not within the scope of Chanem's concern. After absorbing a small part of the body and completing the transformation of the body, if there is still fire left at that time, Chanem will not be polite.

With a smile, he continued to peek into the crystal ball. A part of the future picture came into his eyes, revealing an important fragment to him: the statue of the mage guarding the end of the cloud tunnel collapsed, and a portal appeared on the platform. Lier's whiskers were all opened, and he walked in angrily with the staff of the clerk in hand. His body was in a weird translucent state, swaying like a ghost. After seeing the dwarf Keke behind the golems, Liel killed him with just a single spell, and the golems did not do their job of protection at all.

Subsequently, his body went from translucent to staring, until it returned to normal. He roared loudly: "Siegel, get out!"

Then the picture ends, leaving only endless darkness behind. The last picture Chanem saw about the future was a pair of eyes, the pure white eyes of Liel staring into him. (To be continued.)