Twenty Sided Dice

The entire square of the Magic Academy was full of Siegel's clones, their eyes were shining like torches, and their mouths kept opening and closing, saying these words that no one could understand. (Pinyin of biqiwu) The power of Shenhuo shuttled back and forth among these clones, forming more than ten swift trajectories. Every time it collided with the clone, a part of the divine power would be left to transform the body, and the number of remaining divine fire would be reduced.

"No!" Liel waved his claws, chasing the fire, trying in vain to catch them. But once the process begins, it will either succeed or fail, but it will never end in half. Shenhuo wants to find someone to carry it, and when it is found, no outside force is allowed to interfere—unless this force is stronger than Shenhuo. Lier can't catch up, can't catch, can't stop.

If it wasn't for the power of Lier as a magician, and from the same source as Shenhuo, Shenhuo would have burned him long ago. As time passed, Siegel fell into a coma and woke up several times, woke up and fell into a coma, and gradually mastered the power of divine fire between half-dreams and half-awakens. Liel was gradually suppressed, and finally fell on his back and was completely unable to move.

Chanem walked over, looked at him condescendingly, and shook his head gently: "God has returned, and the saint will not be conscious. If you completely give up the saint and become a mortal who can live forever, it is still possible. left here."

"No! He won't succeed." Lier gritted his teeth and insisted. He has no backers. Once he gives up the saint, he can only compete for divine fire through normal means like other mortals. He knows that the traps he has set, the so-called normal way is impossible to succeed at all. So he doesn't believe Siegel will succeed, neither willing nor able.

"He will soon be ignited, explode and die, and the fire will regroup and turn back into frozen crystal. No one can be a magic **** but me. Only I have that qualification and power!"

"Do you know what I hate the most?" Chanem turned his right hand into a shadow, condensing it into a knife: "I hate those gods who say that the power is theirs, always theirs. They all help misers I want to be free, and I want to take my place. So guys like you who occupy a seat and don't understand failure are the most annoying."

"Ha! You can't attack me, so what's the point of conjuring a knife?" Lier laughed at him: "You can't overcome the rules of the kingdom of God here, even if I lie here motionless, you can't do anything about it."

"Who said I was going to attack you?" Chanem continued to gather the power of the shadows, moving all the holy power of his body to his hands, without any reservation. Soon, a pure black dagger appeared in front of him like a dagger in the night sky. It brings together the cruelty, ambition and efficient and precise killing power of the **** of murder. He himself became a mortal, sweating and exhausted, sitting on the ground with a dagger.

"A new true **** will appear in a while, and I'm still in his kingdom of God. If I don't do this, I'm afraid I'll be suppressed directly." Charnem looked at Lier, and finally persuaded: "Time is running out, You have to think about it for yourself too."

"You, you can't lie to me! You are crazy, even the saints have given up, and you don't even want to be rational. You actually believe that the mage will succeed? You are a plot, you want to trick me into giving up the holy power, you will attack when you can I was the first to kill the killer!"

Chanem shook his head. Stop persuading.

In the square, apart from the countless voices of Siegel talking in small pieces, the roar of battle has long since disappeared. The trio came out of the room one after another, stunned by the sight in front of them. The dwarf's wheelchair has long been rotten, and now he supports himself with flying. He came to a "Siegel" and reached out to touch it, but was directly bounced off by the holy force, and his fingers smoked.

"Honey, I still think I'm very good at making golems. I didn't expect Siegel to be able to make himself in large quantities. The figure is quite good. It's just that they are useful, can they also cast spells?"

The clone in front of him suddenly turned his head. Said "yes" and continued muttering to himself. The dwarf was startled. It stumbled and flew backwards until it hit the dragon man. "It's so weird!" Ke Ke patted his head: "I think it's safer to go back to the room."

As soon as the voice fell, the white domes of the nine rooms began to disappear, dissipating into the air like bubbles. Also missing are the remains of the Magic Tower. The library outside the square, the prophecy crystal ball, and the magical beasts in the wilderness also turned back to hazy shadows and disappeared in a blink of an eye. In a square in Nuoda, there is only a flat white marble floor, tens of thousands of Siegel and the rest of the magic academy.

The clones began to move. They woke up and looked at their naked bodies with embarrassed expressions. Then, they took out the sackcloth from the crystal coffin and wrapped them around their waists. They didn't talk to each other, and they just nodded and said hello when they saw the trio. The clones were busy pushing all the crystal coffins away, clearing a large space, then finding a place to sit and meditating.

Siegel opened his eyes, completely awake.

At the same time, Liel let out a scream, and his body began to burn. The magic **** has been born, and he, the saint, has no fate line anymore, and life and death are only between the thoughts of the gods. Siegel thinks he doesn't need to exist anymore, so he directly destroys Lier. Maybe it was because the screams were annoying, Siegel frowned slightly, and the sound of flames became ten times louder, and the whole process was completed in an instant.

Although Chanem anticipated this, he still felt a little pain in the process of seeing a saint being eliminated by the main body of the gods. He looked at Siegel and asked, "How are you doing now?"

"Still a little dizzy." Siegel squeezed his fists hard, stretched his muscles hard, and stretched his waist as hard as he could. "I'm still using an opportunistic method. The sequelae are still there, and it takes time to get used to it." He looked at Chanem and nodded to him: "I promise you will do what I promise, but you wait a moment, I It takes time to gain full control. By the way, you put that shadow dagger into the space item first. I'm always reminded in my mind now that it's like a pre-warning spell that can't be turned off, all pointing to your holy weapon , I'm bored to death."

"That's what it should be." Chanem nodded, put away his weapon, and stopped talking.

All clones sit and meditate. Only Siegel's body stood. He released the Star God Flame Soul Crystal in his hand, and drew a magic circle to protect it. At the same time, the Myr energy nuclear furnace was also placed on the flame soul crystal by him. A steady stream of power to repair. If the scale is too large, it is possible for the Star God to give birth to self-consciousness. This danger must be confronted. But fortunately, the Star God can only connect with Siegel's clone. In essence, it only connects an individual, and the number may never increase.

Siegel staggered two steps as if drunk. With the help of Shenhuo, spellcasting is instinct, so he can adapt quickly, but manipulating the body is another matter. It is not a comfortable thing to have tens of thousands of auxiliary brains all at once. He just had a hard time concentrating. After rocking like a baby for a while, he finally looked like a normal person when he moved.

The trio came over, and before speaking, Siegel said: "Yes, I am a **** now, but it is a little different from ordinary gods. I will recover slowly, thank you for your concern. The Magic Academy will also Open, but it won't work for a while. Leave your magic emblem, and I can always find you."

Keke opened his mouth slightly, and Siegel nodded. Answered: "Yes, you haven't asked yet. I know what you are going to say, so I answered directly. This state is very strange. Don't talk, let me get used to it."

From this point of view, Siegel may be the most ignorant magic god.

"The first thing, let's restore the magic of the Thunder Wall world to normal." He concentrated his consciousness and made the chaotic spell effects regular again, combining elements and spells more closely. Since Siegel himself knew the runes of the dwarves and the magic of the elves, and also came into contact with the magical abilities of the dragon race through the dragon binding spell, these spells were all called magic from him. They can communicate with each other, and there is no obvious separation.

"Let's do this first. The more changes, the more troublesome." Siegel's face improved a lot, and he clapped his hands. Chanem and the trio were taken to Myr City by him and appeared directly in the reception hall of the castle.

The guard clenched his weapon at once, and the servant was startled. When they saw that it was Lord Heim, everyone came back to their senses. "Prepare the feast, and bring some food first. I'm exhausted. These are my friends. Treat them well."

"Are you crazy? How can you come to the crystal wall with your true body!" Chanem suddenly shouted: "Your strength is enough... uh, it's all right?"

"It didn't cause the crystal wall to destroy or destroy the storm, did it?" Siegel signaled everyone to do it, and asked the servant to bring Shield River beer to moisten his throat. Janet, who received the news, ran over like a wind and stood in the corner of the hall watching from a distance.

"Janet, don't be paranoid, it's me." Siegel said, "I'm really bothering you when I've been out for so long."

"Well, I see." Janet nodded, her eyes moist. She took a deep breath, thought of one thing, and said to Siegel, "You're busy first, and I'll talk about some things later."

Siegel's mouth twitched, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Of course he knew what was going to happen. The first was the birth of a daughter, and the promise to stay by her side and wait for the new student could not be fulfilled. At the same time, his illegitimate son and his mother came to Heimland. Although they thought they were well hidden, they didn't do anything special, and they didn't want to take advantage of their identity, but they still couldn't escape the detection of spies. Janet is a qualified spy, and there is no way to hide this kind of thing from her.

"Chanem, don't look up and down, you don't understand." Siegel said to him: "I am a god, but at present this body is the power level of a saint, so it will not cause turmoil in the crystal wall. But What God can do, I can do now. Even if I return all the power of the saint, it will not affect my ability to use it. I just don’t know if I can go to Sigil in this state, but don’t take the risk if you think about it. already."

"It's very convenient. If other gods know this, they will definitely want to learn." Chanem said.

"If they want to learn, it will cause a big mess, at least half of the gods will die, and the remaining half will have to become disabled." Siegel rubbed his forehead: "Sorry, I still don't feel very normal, my brain It's very messy, if you say something strange, you don't hear it."

The dwarf Keke was still smirking heartlessly while holding a beer, and the sweat of the dwarf and the half-dragon was dripping down. (To be continued.)