Twenty Sided Dice

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"Come with me to the camp. しωχ520" Elf Leah stood up, her tone unquestionable, as if asking Siegel to practice the elf pace.

The Luna priest nodded to them and left first. The two druids snorted coldly, glared at Siegel, and entered the woods from the other direction. Only the mage Roxian stayed by his side.

His hand never left the wand, and he said unceremoniously to Siegel: "I'm here to monitor you and protect General Leia. Your spells don't want to hurt her."

Siegel laughed. If someone here wants to hurt the elf master, he is the one who can protect her until the end. However, Siegel did not respond to the wizard wizard, and he did not need to convince his enemies.

Elf Leia didn't say anything, just like the mage's words didn't exist. She took Siegel to the ancient tree of war. Several people had to look up to see the shoulder of the ancient tree, and Siegel needed to observe more carefully to find the eyes of the ancient war tree in the folded bark.

Those eyes were like two black round coins, completely out of proportion to their huge bodies. Thick and tough bark protects them, and eyes are squeezed underneath, which is rarely seen. Siegel looked at the eyes of the ancient war tree, and found that when they were opened, they were like human babies, exuding pure and clear eyes.

"Are they big enough?" Leah beckoned. The ancient war tree swayed slowly, walked slowly step by step, then stopped in front of Siegel and squatted down. It has two thick but leafless branches as arms, and the ends of the branches have more than a dozen forks, which are used as fingers. The ancient tree of war clenched its fists like a battering ram.

Siegel had never heard the trees breathing. Finally got to know each other now. With the movement of the ancient war tree, it made a slow and low whirring sound, very much like a bellows in a blacksmith shop. Siegel was about to ask why the tree needed to breathe when the old tree spoke up.

"Human?" Under the dark eyes of the ancient tree, there was a raised pimple nose, and below it was a tree hole that kept opening and closing. The sound came from here. "Want to be hammered?"

"Alermo, no, this is my friend." Leah introduced.

The ancient tree nodded, and the branches and leaves on its head were rustling. Siegel stepped forward and patted the bark, finding it tough as a rock. The damage of ordinary swords is bound to be greatly reduced.

"What's the difference between an ancient war tree and a tree man?" he asked curiously, "I know that you have sight, hearing, and if you have a nose, you should also have a sense of smell. Do you have a sense of touch and taste?"

"We can taste and distinguish between good water and good soil." The ancient war tree said: "We can also sense the touch of others."

Siegel nodded, his fingers secretly forced, and with a snap, he pulled off a piece of bark, and then observed the expression of the ancient tree. I just listened to it asking angrily: "Don't pull it out again. That's hurting me."

"Sorry, I'm a little curious." Siegel shoved the bark back and pressed it hard.

In the Mages Association books, treants are tall but fragile creatures. Their size and strength are very terrifying, and their movements are relatively agile compared to their size, but they are extremely afraid of fire. The ancient tree of war should be an upgrade above this. When elves cultivate ancient war trees, they must take into account the fire prevention problem, and they may have used other means. Siegel took the opportunity to pull out a piece of bark. There is the purpose of taking the opportunity to spy on intelligence.

He found that the ancient war tree actually has two layers of skin. More like a stone. No wonder not a single ancient tree was burned to death in this war, it was this layer of skin that played a role. According to the news I have heard so far, if you want to light a big tree, you can only start a fire by throwing an oil cup on the canopy of the tree.

The accompany elven druids are able to create rain that extinguishes the fire.

Beneath a tough, fire-resistant skin. There is another layer. Siegel digs hard with his fingernails as he presses back on the skin and finds that this layer is much softer and moister. Although it was easily detained, it immediately regenerated and recovered. He quietly stored the contents of his nails in the space pocket. A layer of grease-like substance remained on his fingertips.

"The ancient trees of war are made for war. Their fists can destroy city walls and smash arrow towers. They can knock heavily armed soldiers into the ground like nails." Leah said: "Although it seems that they can't catch up with humans. cavalry, but in fact the ancient tree of war has its own way."

Leah beckoned, Gushu nodded and stood up. I saw a branch that was bent and forked suddenly became straight, and the leaves on it fell like snowflakes. The ancient war tree pulled out this branch and wiped it with his hand. When Siegel looked again, the branch had turned into a javelin.

The old tree spread all its roots, gripped the ground firmly, and leaned back, raising the javelin high. The big tree hole suddenly began to inhale, and the ancient tree seemed to expand again.

There was a loud bang, and the whole ground was shaking. The ancient war tree threw the javelin out in an instant, and the air flow formed made the unprepared Siegel take a step back. The branch javelin flew over a distance of half a mile in an instant, and hit a rock on the hill accurately.

The rocks and the javelin were blown to pieces, and a cloud of white fog appeared in the field of vision.

"The ancient tree of war is used to slay dragons," Leah said.

The mage Roxian smiled proudly. It is the wizard wizard who rediscovered the cultivation method of the ancient war tree, and creatively used the characteristics of the ghost fog swamp to arrange a huge magic circle to form a terrain that gathers elemental energy. Druids are responsible for improving the rune tree, combining rune plants and moss to mimic the ancient natural conditions that allowed the ancient trees of war to grow. The prayer of the priest of the Moon Temple allows the ancient tree to gain a soul and to walk in the world. Besides the dragon, who else is the opponent of this army?

The power of the ancient tree is great, and the javelin it throws can no longer be regarded as an ordinary weapon, and even the strongest siege weapon cannot be compared with it. If there is no pre-prepared protection spell, even the master will not have time to defend after such an attack is launched.

Flesh and blood are hard to resist—even rock is powdered, after all—and the mighty body of a dragon might be able to withstand a shot or two, but in this camp alone, Siegel saw four war ancients. Tree.

"It's very shocking." Siegel said, "But it doesn't make much sense. I already knew that Heimland couldn't withstand the full force of the elves' attack. But when it comes to breaking rocks, I have a similar approach. "

He suddenly straightened his arms, opened the palm of his right hand in midair, and muttered words. A bolt of lightning smashed next to the rock that had just been smashed, and it also shattered the ground. It took a while for the sound of crackling and rumbling to come.

The elf mage sucked in a breath of cold air, what a terrifying casting distance! He was right next to Siegel, and he could feel the gathering and casting of elemental power, and he could be sure that the lightning was exactly what this mage-lord had summoned. The place where the thunder can fall is half a mile away! Even the Druid, who is best at communicating with nature, can only fall within a range of one or two hundred feet out of thin air. Moreover, unlike the ancient war tree, he still needs to make preparations, and it takes only three breaths from raising his hand to the fall of lightning. If this is on a chaotic battlefield, who can guard against it?

If you use the magic tower or the effect of the elf rune forest, it is not difficult to accomplish such a thing. But Siegel is now in the elf camp, and there are no magic towers around. Rossian suddenly thought, as a mage lord, wouldn't there be a mage tower in Myr City? He wouldn't believe it anyway. If Siegel uses the Mage Tower, how far can his spell strike and how powerful is it?

He looked at Siegel with awe, and finally understood why General Leia stopped the advancing army against all the opposition. Heim Territory is just a piece of land, no different from other lands. But as long as you keep this piece of land, you can hold back this black-haired, black-eyed mage.

If he leaves the territory and specifically harass the elf troops, that will be a big trouble.

"Your spell ability has improved again." Elf Leah said with a smile, "You can surprise me every time."

"Fortunately, there are surprises, otherwise it would be difficult for me to get to where I am today." Siegel released the core scepter of the elemental rune formation with his left hand hidden in his sleeve. Fortunately, the position of the rock is still within the range of the formation, and he can manipulate the mixed elements of air and fire to complete the thunder spell just now. Hybrid elemental **** is only a technology that was mastered when digging tunnels a few days ago, and energy conversion is the basis of all this. Let the elves continue to overestimate the strength of Heimland, which is very beneficial to the security of the entire region.

In the camp, Siegel saw a lot of elf warriors. They were maintaining their weapons and singing under the old war tree. It seems that they are not very old, and they are still full of youthful atmosphere. But Siegel knew that these elves lived for at least 150 years, of which more than 50 years were honing their martial arts.

In terms of the speed of learning, elves are not comparable to humans, and Siegel's understanding is even more unattainable for elves. But the elves have enough time to focus on one thing. After swinging the sword ten thousand times, there will always be an understanding, and the martial arts of elves have been accumulated for tens of thousands of years~www.readwn.com~ They only need to study at ease to become masters.

"In this camp, there are three bow masters, five blade commanders, and more than 30 rangers of the same level as me." Leah's words contained a hint of exhortation: "Siegel, no matter what you think, Don't come to trouble this camp."

"I won't." Siegel's voice was very sincere: "Master Leah, I won't hit the egg with a stone. Your enemy is not me, but the Knox Common Society."

"Elf mage is famous all over the world, and naturally he knows how to deal with mage." Leah said: "I'm not talking about you, but those bald heads."

"It's not that simple." Siegel had a plan in his mind. If the elves don't suffer a big loss, they won't let go of their pride, and the collective will not be dragged into the water. No one thought of the appearance of the ancient tree of war, but haven't the means elves of the Knox Common Association never seen it?

If the Knox Common Club is not cornered, they will never show their true colors, let alone use their true strength. Perhaps Division Kasper also had the idea of ​​sitting on a mountain and watching tigers fight. If the Association of Mages and the elves can lose both, it will definitely be a good thing for him.

Siegel wouldn't let his plans come true. (To be continued)