Twenty Sided Dice

"Lord Lord, I believe your words, but it's hard to understand." Feizac said, "I will never reach those stars. Does it matter whether this world is big or small?"

"According to the records of the metal plate, their world was destroyed by the storm wall." Siegel explained patiently: "The storm wall suddenly appeared, surrounded their home, and then gradually tightened, causing a Extinction. Think about it the other way around, isn't it dangerous that our world has been surrounded by a wall of storms?"

"But our wall of storms is retreating, and a new big 6 is also exposed." Feizac didn't understand.

"The masters of Nekos pursued the world that was about to be destroyed, and they set their sights on it. I don't think this is a simple coincidence." Siegel said: "Evan, have you heard any records about talking to the gods? Ask about the Storm Wall?"

"Yeah, I've never heard of it!" Evan pinched his nose and suddenly became very interested: "Interesting, really interesting. How did such a big thing slip through history?"

"I'm afraid it's intentional." Siegel pondered: "Who else in the world has such an ability?"

Feizac quickly grabbed the Mage's hand: "Siegel, you can't think about it any more! If this is really the will of God, then don't go against it. After all, God is high above, and their power is powerful and real. It's just a secret, not worth sacrificing your life."

Siegel looked at Feizak, patted the back of his hand lightly, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I just have some thoughts and won't really act. I would not be foolish enough to offend them. I only felt it because it was so shocking. I know what to do.”

The old man nodded, "That's good, that's good." He rambled and said some words of care, most of which were related to Heimland and Isaac. "Live your life and watch your children grow up."

After a while the old man felt sleepy. Siegel called the squire and sent him back. Evan watched him walk away, then looked at Siegel and said, "When are we out?"

"Why not now?"

When one unique thing happens, it's called a special case; when two things happen together, it's called a coincidence; when three things happen together, it's called a miracle. Available on Siegel and Evan. So many unique things come together that they can't help but be suspicious.

Common sense undetected in the world enclosed by the Wall of Storms, the disappearing civilization sounded alarm bells in their ears. The master in the void is staring at him, perhaps cleaning the dishes, preparing to taste the feast of Thunder Wall 6. And two have magic dice. The young man, who had no God to listen to the reply, decided to find out.

They were fully armed and perfectly prepared. Not to mention that the magister lord Siegel carried a full set of magic props. Even Evan, who usually only has a long sword and is too lazy to wear leather armor, also wore a flying breastplate and a defensive cape this time. Siegel provided him with a protective energy talisman and a ring of adaptation, and a ring of defense against mind control on his other hand. ◆

"**The white milk-like bottle is a healing potion, produced by Reid in Myr City. It is not the same as the usual one, but the effect is very good." Siegel said patiently: "The transparent liquid that always bubbles is vaporized. Potions, those that don’t bubble are stealth potions. The purple ones shrink, the blue ones bigger. The dark green ones are for detoxification.”

"I'm going out for an adventure in the future, so I'll definitely take you with me." Evan shook his head and exclaimed, "Compared to you, the nanny of the Temple of Dawn is a rookie!"

"They have gods to take care of them, but I don't." Siegel summoned the defensive staff into his hands and glanced at Evan, "None of us."

The two left a letter briefly explaining the situation, and then quietly left the camp to the deep pit of the tear duct. Siegel casts darkvision so the two can see their surroundings without having to use torches. Both Siegel and Evan are quick people. It went down to the bottom of the pit easily.

The metal plate of the "Writer" lay there quietly, and after I don't know how many years, someone finally decided to open it.

However, the material of the metal plate is special and extremely hard. Although there is no magical aura. But normal metal-altering spells don't affect it at all. Siegel also tried high temperature and freezing, and also used acid and plasma, but the metal plate did not move, and there was no reaction at all.

It is this characteristic that makes the people of the Niu rhino tribe shun the metal plate, they feel that it is something made by the gods and cannot be profaned at will. ▼ But Siegel and Evan obviously have no such concerns.

"This thing is too strong, how can it be opened?" Evan touched the metal plate with his hand, but could not find any gap to use. Although his bonfire has been strengthened, it does not leave the slightest trace on this thing. "If there is an artifact, there may be hope."

Siegel shook his head and said to Evan: "Don't be discouraged. Although this metal plate is sturdy, he only wrote it to record history, not designed for protection. Although the metal plate is indestructible, it can be entered from the side. ."

"Side? You didn't see that the side is this kind of thing?" Evan said: "I looked at it. Although there is no text, the material is obviously the same. You can open the side without opening the top?"

"Think about it," Siegel said. "Although the material is the same, there are two types of boards with words and no words. How are they connected? Will there be loopholes?"

Evan stomped: "You are right! There is such a possibility! How did you think of it?"

"Isn't that what the board is like?" Siegel said. "I'll leave it to you. I'll try to dig down and see what's underneath."

The two split up and looked carefully along the side of the metal plate. Evan smashed the clods and rocks attached to it, stroking the seams, hoping to find a hole; Siegel summoned the unearthed elements and continued his excavation.

Time passed by, and Siegel found a way first. ●●●▼■After digging three meters deep, he found that the metal plate was broken, and a large area was sealed with granite. I don't know why this form is adopted, but this is a direction that can be broken through after all.

Evan jumped down, knocked on the granite, and said to Siegel, "What are you waiting for, let your earth elemental knock it out!"

"Be careful." The mage recited the spell and summoned a small earthworm. The earthworm-shaped three-legged monster with jagged teeth often pops out of the ground, swallowing its victims' feet and chewing it down. However, the summoned creature would not be in danger of backlash, and Siegel let it drill a hole in the body of the earth element to hide. Then let the earth element pass through the granite.

The elemental creatures disappear into the wall, like a man walking across a waterfall to the other side. Evan asked strangely: "Why is it so troublesome? Wouldn't it be enough to let the earth element go back and forth once?"

"The earth element is not aware of danger. It is basically unaffected by harsh environments. It does not need to breathe, and it is not afraid of disease or toxins. It means nothing that it can travel back and forth." Siegel explained: "The earthworm is different. It is not the same. It has biological characteristics. Even if it can stay in the dirt for a long time, it still needs to breathe, drink water, etc. It is more convincing to let it test the environment.”

After a while, the earth element returned according to the previous order. The earthworms were still alive and well, unaffected.

"Very good, give me ten minutes. Then I can prepare to break the wall." Siegel took out the crystal spar, and at the same time painted the magic circle of elemental runes on the ground. This time he only summoned the power of the earth element, and pressed the two scrolls on the upper and lower sides of the crystal column, and placed them together at the core of the spell.

"What are you doing?" Evan felt like a fool who didn't know anything, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Let us two be able to escape like earth elements temporarily." Siegel said: "If this method doesn't work, let's break the wall."

The magic circle summons the power of the earth element and acts on the crystal stone. One of the scrolls covered on the crystal stone is fossilized into mud, and the other is transformed into mud, and there is a mutual confrontation and offset between them. But the balance can be changed. Siegel manipulates the crystal stone, adjusting the ratio in which it distributes the elemental power. Let Fossil as Mud have the upper hand temporarily.

The granite twisted like a thick layer of glue. Siegel pulled Evan, and the two squeezed in with all their strength.

They were standing on a translucent solid platform, the material neither had ever seen. It looks very thin, but it feels very hard, and it will make a hollow sound when you knock it on. Looking up, they could see the metal plate overhead, a staircase of unknown material terminating beneath it.

They appeared to be in a shaft with a spiral staircase leading down. The temperature here should be below freezing, fortunately both people have the ability to adapt to the environment. This ability also allows them to breathe normally in turbid air.

The stairs are so deep that darkvision can't see the bottom. Siegel tapped his wand and summoned five spheres of light around him. The ball of light shines brightly, illuminating the passage ahead.

as they expected. This is a shaft, about two hundred meters deep, built around a strange minaret. The minaret is slender and long, the most central one is larger, about 80 meters high and 20 meters in diameter. Near the bottom of it, there are six identical pinnacles. Only twenty meters high and five meters in diameter.

All the minarets are made of metal, there are no windows and no gates~www.readwn.com~ It is not as durable as metal plates, so it has long been rusted by the erosion of the years. Looking through some of the holes, one could see strangely coloured lines and many intricate but equally rusted and damaged tubes.

There is no text on the minaret, not even symbols to be bothered to draw. Siegel thought of the records on the metal plate, perhaps to avoid erasure? How did the writer know about "erasing"?

The two looked at each other, and Siegel shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't ask me what this is, there are no words on it, so I don't know either."

With the help of the lighting, they walked slowly down, wondering as they went. Why not make spires out of this material under your feet, wouldn't that prevent erosion?

The spiral staircase does not extend to the bottom of the shaft, but ends ten meters below. On the wall of the shaft, there is a closed metal door, slightly higher than Siegel, and about the same width.

"At least those people should be close in size to us." Siegel pushed the door open with a cane.

ps: The two people who picked up the trash started to act, hmmmm. Get some bottle caps! (www..)