Twenty Sided Dice

The full-body armor of steel was not much stronger than a sheet of paper in front of an obsidian dagger, and Siegel quickly removed all the parts, exposing "what's inside." ︽ Apex Novel, x.

It's hard to call it a person, it can only be said that it is more like a doll made of wax oil. Siegel could still see some muscle lines and skeletal structures, but all of their internal organs had become one: vessels and pipes filled with viscous fluids.

When Siegel broke open the skin and muscles, the mucus inside quickly became cloudy, and then lost its original shape, turning into a whole mass of glue in the continuous fusion. After being exposed to the air for only ten minutes, there were only three lumps of mud left in front of Siegel, a mud that smelled of corpse.

"Those servants have become obsessed with worshiping vampires, and they can't ask anything. Uh... this smell is really unbearable," Yawn covered his nose with a handkerchief and came to Siegel: "Anomen, you Go with that kid, he needs the pastor's comfort. Jay, have you found anything?"

"I always feel like I'm missing something." Siegel frowned, trying to remember everything about the slime monster.

Mud monsters are generally considered to have no mind, only the instincts needed for survival, that is, predation, avoidance, rest, etc. In the records of the Association of Mages, only a few oozes have shown certain intelligence, such as understanding the specific meanings represented by abstract symbols, reacting in advance before certain events, and the ability to learn. But I've never heard of oozes that can wear armor and use weapons like humans do.

"Yao En, Saul said just now that the martial arts used by these three guys are the steps and tactics commonly used by castle knights. Isn't that right?"

The dwarf nodded. "That's right. They're pretty standard. It's just that they're not very good at fighting. The heavy armor makes them a little sluggish."

"So, how similar are the three of them?" Siegel asked. "Are the rhythm, speed, and coping the same?"

The dwarf frowned and tugged at his beard. He tried to think back, then said, "I think the three of them are in a way... the same. The arm swing before they swing the sword, the coordination of the body and the pace, how to keep the balance, etc. You ask that. There is indeed a problem, they seem to be taught by a coach, even more similar than that. Jay. Do you have any ideas?"

"I have seen elements instilled in martial arts. I wonder if there will be mud monsters instilled in martial arts."

The dwarf pointed to the third brother's mud ball on the ground: "You mean this is a shaped mud monster? Jie, even if you said that it is possible to instill martial skills, when the three of them entered the hotel, that kind of reaction and later The ability to talk to us is more like a wise person than a mud monster. Can language and intelligence be instilled in it?"

"No way..." Siegel sighed. He had instilled language skills in many knights of Heimland, and he knew that the technique was like a transcription spell, which could only be scripted and could not produce wisdom. This information is combined. "I think the original template for these things should be human, and it's from the same human."

"Why do you say that?" asked the dwarf, puzzled.

"When the visor was just opened. They had very similar faces. In retrospect, it should have been a face, with a different degree of melting due to the different chronological order of death. You know that earthworms cut into After the two halves, it will slowly grow into two earthworms, and trolls can sometimes do this. I guess, somehow, people have this ability through ooze."

"One split into multiple?" The dwarf spat on the ground. "It's disgusting, it goes against the laws of nature!"

Siegel snapped his fingers and said to Yao En, "You're right, everything that goes against nature requires means to go against nature. It can't happen out of thin air." to rummage through the remnants of the stench. It took a lot of force to pull away the sticky mass, which solidified over time.

Yao En almost vomited when he saw it.

After self-torture, Siegel found a hard core, not much bigger than a coin, from the mud ball, some kind of hard object similar to dark yellow amber. He followed the gourd and painted the scoop, and found something similar from the other two mud balls.

As Siegel kept rummaging, Yao En picked up the amber through the handkerchief and examined it with a magnifying glass. "This thing is like an onion, it's actually layer by layer, each layer responds differently to light, and they can be distinguished by different colored lenses. Jay, it's all magic runes, it should let Nari Come and have a look."

"Wait a minute." Siegel thoroughly searched the mud **** until they gradually turned into rock-like hard substances that had lost their original mud monster properties. "I'll deal with the smell first, then you can call her."

Even if the breeze is brought in, the smell will not dissipate for a while. But Mage Naria just frowned and didn't hesitate because of the smell. "Yao En, Jie, what's the matter?"

The magical patterns on the three amber stones were identical, and Siegel was thinking about their purpose. After experiencing the training of elemental runes, energy lenses and Myr energy cores, Siegel's attainments in the magic circle are already deep, but this is not a reason to exclude Naria from the investigation.

"Look," each of the three got an amber, "found from the body of the Tin Woodman, can you tell me what this is for?"

"I'm not good at making magic circles and magic items. I can only look at magic language and magic history." The female mage borrowed a magnifying glass from Yao En and sat in front of the inn.

In the library of the Federation, it is very economical to borrow books that introduce language and history, and books that record magic spells and magic circles are much more expensive. This will be improved in the future, Siegel thought.

"I can only see some brief magic circle structures, such as repair structures and... shielding?" Naria was a little uncertain.

"It's a magical aura shielding spell." Siegel said after watching it for a while: "It turned out that this thing blocked my magical perception."

"I don't understand."

"I am very sensitive to magical fluctuations, and my eyes can always see magical auras. But not only those vampires, but these three full-body armored warriors just now. I didn't detect it in advance. Now it is very likely that they are The amber stone in the body is the devil."

"It's all right. The Mother Earth can point out the evil aura emanating from them for Anomen. Don't worry about it, Jay." Naria said, "Besides, these people are just met on the way, and it doesn't mean that they are related to our mission. , isn't it?"

"I hope so." Siegel stood up and took the amber stone into his arms. Although he made up his mind to crack the influence of this kind of thing on magical perception, he still seemed relaxed on the surface: "I don't want to spend any more time beside the stones that have been turned into stinky mud, and those who have been burned to ashes Vampires have nothing to check. Why don't you meet the little boy we rescued?"

The little boy sat awkwardly in the chair. Every time the sound of the inn's door opening and closing made him shudder, and he obviously hadn't fully recovered from the shock. Arnomen examined the scrapes on the chains on his hands and feet, and applied a cooling ointment. Those chains had already been undone by Imoon and were thrown on the ground at will.

"The craftsmanship of the lock is in the style of a castle blacksmith. It is generally used in dungeons and other places, and it is completely different from the chains used by hunters." Amoy touched the little boy's head and ruffled the light brown hair even more: "Speak up. , why were you arrested?"

"I'm Regis, and my home is in Kaibu City. I went out to collect food. First I encountered a wild boar, and I was chased and ran for a while. Then I fainted out of nowhere. Then I was caught by a pair of passing soldiers. Soldiers Said I was stealing in the lord's woods, but I didn't. I think they just wanted to sell me." Regis looked at Arnomen and glanced at the sacred emblem of the Mother Earth on his chest. Then quickly moved away: "Thank you," he kept repeating.

The dwarf put a bowl of stewed rabbit in front of him, and said in a gentle tone, "Let's have something to eat first? Do you need us to take you home?"

"No." Regis shook his head: "I can walk back myself without bothering the adults."

Amon grabbed his hand, and two big eyes flashed in front of him: "Are you sure?"

"Ah, I want to go home immediately, my sister is still waiting for me. I'm sorry, let me go..." Regis became flustered, and also broke his hand from Emmon's grasp, as if he suddenly became A frightened deer.

"There's clearly something wrong with you walking like this." Evan leaned against the door, rubbing the dirt that had stuck to his boots during the battle. "We've just rescued you from trouble, and we've even got ourselves into some kind of trouble. Isn't it kind of irrational for you to leave like this?"

"I..." Regis lowered his head, tears streaming down his cheeks to his cheeks. "I know this is wrong, but you can't help."

"Not necessarily, we are very good, there is nothing to..."

Before Evan could finish speaking, Siegel punched him in the chest, and swallowed the words behind. Siegel looked down at Regis condescendingly, the shadow of his body obscuring the fire of the fireplace: "Little guy, things are very simple now, do you need our help?"

Regis raised his tearful eyes, and Jay's golden pupils and the huge scar on his face frightened him, so he hurriedly said, "No, I think I'll be fine myself."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, squeezed past Aemon, pushed open the door of the inn and ran out.

When Regis ran away, Naria stood up abruptly: "Jay! I know that Lord Siegel's mission is very important, but you can't scare a child like this. He needs help, and we have the ability to help. Why doesn't he reach out?"

"Are you sure we only brought him help, not trouble?" Siegel smiled slightly: "Naria, don't you wonder why Emmon was not the first to jump up against me?"

The female mage was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the half-elf: "Yes, why are you not excited at all?"

"I lifted his hair~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and found a mark on the back of his neck, a skull with yellow eyes." Emmon said, "It seems like the holy symbol of the murder god, right?"

"Not exactly," Siegel said. "I didn't have a good angle just now. You should see better. How many black spots are there around that skull?"

Aimon frowned and said, "So that's not a mole? I just saw one and thought it was a mole."

"Apprentice." Anomen said: "The so-called Regis is an apprentice of the God of Murder. He has just started to learn the teachings, and he should not be able to use spells."

"I don't understand, why did Mother Earth ask you to save an apprentice of the God of Murder?" Yao En patted the back of Anuomen's hand: "This is too unreasonable."

"I don't know, God always works in mysterious ways—I think." (To be continued.)

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