Twenty Sided Dice

"There is a huge gap between mortals and gods, and the most fundamental of them is the difference in carrying capacity. (Pinyin of biqiwu) You can't expect to fill a cup with the water of the entire sea!"

It was Liel's tone, but it came out of the mouth of a little girl who was less than ten years old, and it seemed very strange. She was also wearing a black velvet smock and bare feet, except that she was leaning on a sky blue cane in her hand.

"The old man is the goblin. Why did you take such a form? Could it have something to do with the destroyed goblin world?" Siegel saw the change in the girl's face and knew that he had guessed correctly. By conquering the Goblin world, the Mages' Guild's prestige has reached its highest level, and Liel has little room to grow in it. At this time, the goblins are at a low point. They need a savior and someone to lead the revival. Perhaps on the "earth", there is no safe environment for them to survive, but the goblins are naturally adapted to the underground life, and they may be able to develop new mages and embark on a new journey.

Although this process is difficult, through him, Liel can get more believers, believers of magic gods. Even though he no longer possesses divine fire, he still cannot change this habit. Or is he prepared to hope that his powers will go further when he returns?

Maybe that's why the magic **** Fire is stronger than Chanem expected.

"There was once a wizard who used his spell to replace the identity of the magic god, and became a **** in one fell swoop. But he couldn't bear the knowledge and power of the god, which caused the magic of the whole world to go wrong. A powerful magic empire was destroyed, and all the wizards Dead and wounded. With his life and the sacrifice of the magic gods, he just learned a lesson. If you embrace the fire, it will be the same! All your beloved, Heimland, Janet, Isaac , the Federation, will become an incomparably gorgeous fireworks. Or become a shooting star, after passing the last light, it will fall."

"I've heard that story, and it's spread throughout the multiverse. Everyone knows it," Siegel said. "All I know is that the mage succeeded and died. The goddess of magic died and lived. The story was told by the people who survived, and I don't believe in the version handed down by the magic gods."

He stretched out his hand to the icy blue crystal, and the holy force began to wrap around his arm, with gentle movements like a sympathetic touch. "Do you know what the greatest strength of mankind comes from? That is doubt and hope. We will doubt everything, including the experience and lessons of our predecessors; we will repeat mistakes and hope that this time will be successful; And learned everything."

Siegel shouted: "What do you know?"

The little girl roared. Use any door to rush to the crystal, and swing the staff to Siegel's forehead. "Waiting for you!" Siegel lowered his body, dodged the blow, and took out an obsidian dagger to stab it.

"Seal Power: Memory Transfer!" The obsidian dagger was inserted into the little girl's belly, revealing a sharp point from behind. Only then did "Liel" know that everything was a posturing by Siegel. She kept shooting flames or lightning from her palms, but they were blocked by Siegel's elemental control ability. Although Liel has mastered a lot of assassins' melee combat methods, but in a little girl's body, he can't play it, and is restrained by Siegel, who has elf steps and dwarf fighting skills. Coupled with the infinite elemental energy provided by Myr's core, "adults" soon prevailed.

Blood flowed continuously from the stab wound in the abdomen, and soon the ground was dyed a slippery dark red. Stardust was drawn from its scabbard. joined the fray. The long swords swung and the staffs intersected, and Siegel finally seized an opportunity to kick Liel's blue staff out. In the shadow of swords and swords. Liel's young woman froze, then fell down clutching her broken heart.

Siegel was splattered with blood, but it was all from his opponent, and he himself had few wounds. The wand strike caused only bruises and bruises, and it was thanks to Chanem's use of the holy power of the Orc Sage that he had such a tough skin. The obsidian dagger shone brightly, trapping a ghost resembling Liel inside the little girl. It struggled and screamed, trying to break free before its body died completely. Like a lich returning to the phylactery and then reborn. But the obsidian dagger held it tightly to the ground and didn't give it the chance.

Death comes. Take away this memory belonging to Lier together. Siegel breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the mud on the ground. He fell down and took out the concentration potion and poured it into his throat. By the way, I ate two more elf biscuits, which made my body feel a lot better.

There was a shout from a distance outside, and the voice seemed to be coming from the next floor. "Siegel, do you still have 5,000 points, I can't go to the top floor!"

It was Chanem's voice, and it seemed that he was still alive and had passed the test of the Wild of Magical Beasts. In fact, there is no test, after all, all animals rest in their sleep, or die in their sleep. He had to do what he promised, so Siegel transferred five thousand points to Chanem through the lamp **** and waited for him to come up.

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful!"

Siegel knew that Chanem was not talking about him, but the magic **** fire behind him. If he looks at Shenhuo for a long time, he himself will be attracted to it, and he will be addicted to it forever.

Fortunately, it was not the first time that Chanem had seen Shenhuo. The former **** of glue monsters had contributed relevant experience to him, so he recovered after a few minutes. "I didn't expect that you actually kept your promise and brought me up."

"I like to do this." Siegel smiled briefly, "but I have a question, if I touch the fire, will I really die?"

"It's not 100%, there is always hope. Of course, your previous mortal body is completely impossible, but the current saint's body can provide a chance." Chanem spread his hands and told the truth very rarely in his life : "I also accepted the power of the jelly monster, and it's okay now? If you want to increase your chances of success, don't be too greedy. It's better to waste your power than to swallow it all. I taught you to tear apart the fire and The method of priesthood, which is inherited from the ancient **** of death, is a unique secret method. If you don't have this, you are indeed 100% dead."

"Liel is dead, my goal has been achieved, you can take this fire if you want." Siegel shook his head, resisting his impulsive *, biting his lip and said, "I don't need to take on unnecessary burdens. Risk, right?"

"You actually gave up at this time? Are you timid?" Chanem was a little bit incredulous: "That's not ordinary treasure, it's divine fire! The divine fire and vocation of the magic god, one of the strongest forces in the multiverse! You give up?"

"It can't be called giving up, but I have no interest for the time being. Maybe the previous battle was too fierce. Anyway, you will also tear the fire, play it yourself." Siegel sat up from the ground and came to the little girl's body. , pulled out the obsidian dagger and put it back. "By the way, give me the obsidian dagger on Liel's body. It was made from shards of dice. I want to get it all back."

"As you like!" Chanem waved his hand sharply and stood in front of the crystal. The holy force wrapped around him, penetrated through his nasal cavity, and drilled into his pores, bringing him an incomparably comfortable feeling. "Your giving up is the greatest help to me, and I thank you, Siegel, with all my heart!"

Siegel cut through the space barrier, took the obsidian dagger from the old human man Liel, and carefully inserted it into the scabbard around his waist. In this way, he has two, the remaining one is in Evan's hands, and the other is in the magic tower of the goblin world. Hearing Chanem's words of thanks, he paused, hesitated for a while, and then said, "I don't think it's that simple."

Chanem trembled, and a drop of sweat flowed down. He asked, "What do you mean?"

"When she was about to fail, the little girl Liel transformed into really wanted to touch the crystal, and it seemed that she wanted to gain divine power first. But she could go directly to the other side of the crystal instead of attacking me distractedly. She knew Shenhuo has a great influence on us, we can't be faster than her, but why bother to do two things? This is completely inefficient. So, I think Lier may have a backhand. "

"Damn, are you kidding me, why are you saying it now?" Chanem roared, "I've already put my hands on it!"

He didn't put it on voluntarily, but was attracted by divine power and dragged it unknowingly. The divine fire in the blue crystal was brilliant, breaking through the **** with a bang, igniting Chanem's hands, and climbing up along his arms. There is no more comfortable pleasure, only the pain caused by the impact of energy.

On the periphery of Shenhuo, there is a layer of destructive lightning, which is exactly the same as the power used by the four-layer six-armed lamp god. Siegel carefully studied the six-armed lamp god, and found that the original design did not destroy the lightning, it was completely self-generated in the back. The original intention of the lamp **** is to manage all magic items, even the prophecy crystal **** on other floors, the wild of beasts, the great library and the transcription room on the first floor~www.readwn.com~ Siegel thinks that even the top floor is under its management.

In other places, there is no scenario where Destruction Lightning can be applied. If you think in the worst direction, it is very likely that this power will be arranged at the top. In any case, Siegel knew he had to restrain his greed and think rationally at all times. How many thieves have died in the last trap before the treasure? Didn't even the saints of thieves and assassins be recruited?

Siegel couldn't be 100% sure that the trap existed, only the most basic guesses. After hearing Chanem's scream, he picked up an obsidian dagger and stabbed Chanem in the shoulder. "Ban all abilities in contact with energy."

Destruction Lightning suddenly couldn't find an opponent, and could only jump wildly around the periphery of Shenhuo. Siegel dragged Chanem back, threw it on the ground and retracted the dagger.

The Holy One of Murder was gone from the forearm down, and if the lightning engulfed the torso later, there would be no salvation. "If I were you, I wouldn't be in a hurry to restore my body. You'd better wait for a while and let the power of destruction dissipate, or whatever you do will be in vain."

Chanem gasped and looked at Siegel, choosing between "Did you know, you bastard" and "Thank you for saving me". (To be continued.)