Twenty Sided Dice

[The latest chapter of the legend of the Dragon King]

The gleaming light illuminated the sky as bright as day, and the thunder fell to the rhythm of the most intense drum beats. Siegel forced and crushed Liel's defenses with three elements, and now it was time to harvest.

The Great Prophet has no protective spells, so he can only take out a defensive amulet to resist. But under the indiscriminate bombardment of Siegel, the power of the talisman seemed to be a drop in the bucket, and even the force field barrier could not last for five seconds. What's more, the threat is not only from the lightning overhead, but also from the spreading force of ice, as well as the rocks and ice edges squeezed by the movement of the ground.

"It seems that Lier is going to lose, and he has already lost his first move." The dwarf slammed his fist and said excitedly: "This time I have learned a lot, and elemental magic can actually be used like this!"

"Forget it, even if you understand it, you can't use it." The dwarf shook his head and retorted. He is good at using the power of runes to manipulate earth elements, moving rocks, digging tunnels, etc., but there is still a long way to go to form an "animated earth" like Siegel did. In addition to the fact that the elemental power that can be mobilized is far from enough, skills are the real flaws. These things seem simple, but there are many hidden secrets in doing them.

"I have to ask Siegel how he did it." The dwarf looked at Siegel who was manipulating Thundercloud with envy in his eyes. "I knew he was so powerful, and I asked earlier."

"Shh, don't talk, things have changed." The half-dragon man frowned, his wings and tail tucked away, trying to make himself less conspicuous. His senses were much sharper than the other two, and he had already detected changes on the battlefield.

Siegel also stopped, took a small bottle of medicine from his belt and drank it. Using the wild spellcasting mode can create a grand scene, but it can also cause serious consumption. In addition to physical energy, the first thing he needs to restore is the body's keen perception of the elements.

Liel propped up a transparent ball of light, blocking the intrusion of lightning and ice. On the surface of the light sphere, complex words flowed. The vast majority of symbols are not from the mortal world. Even Siegel, who has mastered Celestial Language, can only read and understand very few parts of it. Obviously Lier does not have the power of a saint, but this ball of light exudes an atmosphere of holy power.

It was this ball of light that blocked Siegel's attack. Buy time for Lier. Siegel tentatively used elemental spells, finding little success. Whether it was an acid ball or a flaming arrow, they were all shattered like an egg hitting a rock, without any effect.

However, Lier also seemed unable to attack, and the ball of light also cut off his power. In this "eggshell", Liel slowly filled up his original protection spells, and made targeted adjustments according to the changes in the situation on the field. He was not in a hurry, and he was obviously very confident in the defensive ability of the ball of light.

Siegel was not idle either, and threw a few magic circle parts on the ground. And use the earth element to control the remaining power of the earth and bury them. While doing this, he said to the three people in front of the magic tower: "Hey, hurry up and hide, I can't take care of you!"

"The magic tower is temporarily closed, and we can't get in. We will hide when we get the chance, don't worry about us!" The dwarf hurriedly said, he knew how serious it was to be dragged in the fight.

Liel used a few scrolls to quickly replenish the protection spells on his body. He unlocked the ball of light and came to a distance of ten meters from Siegel. "You turned this place upside down. All the flowers and plants that you worked so hard to grow died. However, it's good news that those guys can't enter the gate of the magic tower."

Siegel didn't answer. If Liel tried to blackmail him with three inhuman mages. That will only reveal more flaws. As long as Siegel maintains the determination and ability to catch these flaws, he can make Lier throw a rat and protect the three people. Hostages and the situation of war are always a complex relationship entangled with each other. If any side retreats a little, it will lose the first opportunity.

"Oh, you didn't speak, do you have to be so careful?" Liel smiled slightly and said to Siegel: "Obviously the Holy One of Murder is not in this overturned square. And the door of the magic tower is not open, That means he can't get out of the tower where he's hiding. Warm-up is over. Let's show some real skills!"

Siegel understood what Liel meant, and the two had finished their power contest. Now comes the skill part. Only relying on destructive spells, neither of them can take down the other, so other spells must be used to weaken the opponent.

This is no longer a simple and repetitive thing like firing four-veined arrows, but a broader and more flexible way to cast spells. Blindness, deafness, nausea, dizziness, petrification, paralysis, nausea, shock, tremor, panic, pain, confusion and energy drain, the two mages changed their tricks and covered their tactics, trying to prevent the other party from discovering tactics. , while attacking and defending. What kind of spell power can be resisted by the protective spell on the body, and will this resistance expose the structure of the protective system? Whether the other party's gestures and incantations are true or false, will he change his choice halfway through?

There were no splendid lights and shadows, no explosions and roars, only invisible magic fluctuations stirred between the two. The two seemed to be building dams with branches, and the stacked magic spells had to be balanced, or they would soon be washed away by the flood. The person who fails to ensure the balance will naturally bear the brunt, facing the magical energy constructed by the joint efforts of the two people alone.

At this time, a huge crossbar can't be stuffed in, only the kind of delicate, small branches can do this. Both scrambled to get the best possible position, throwing more difficult spells at each other, while using simple, stable, and efficient spells themselves. Sweat was left on their foreheads, and the difficulty of doing such a thing was comparable to playing chess in a five-dimensional world. If Siegel hadn't possessed the big-picture and nuanced analytical skills that the dice gave him, he might have been defeated long ago.

While learning, he made progress, and slowly began to gain some experience. Although it is not enough to make up for the gap in experience, as long as they persist long enough, they can still maintain an evenly matched situation. He also did not expect to block all the accumulated spells, and also let some non-lethal spells be unloaded when necessary. His own protection spells are not decorations, and a certain degree of disadvantage is acceptable.

Liel was a little anxious. He watched as Siegel continued to improve, and witnessed the growth of this opponent with his own eyes. "Damn dice, actually gave him such a high level of understanding! Continue to develop like this. He will definitely surpass me!"

When abandoning divine power, there is an upper limit to the power that Liel has preserved, otherwise it will not be regarded as abandoning his identity as a god. Although this limit is enough for a saint-level battle. But Siegel probably won't stop with the Sage. Others don't know, but as the **** of knowledge, Liel understands it very well. Legendary spells combined with saint physiques are very likely to ignite the initial divine fire. This divine fire is very weak, even fleeting, but at that moment, Siegel will have the opportunity to exert the power beyond the limit, the irresistible power of the rules.

Liel has no choice but to decide the winner as soon as possible. He suddenly shouted, and took three steps back. There was a heavily armed Liel where he was standing. Continue to stack the magic spell. The newly-appeared **** clone began to recite another incantation.

This change surprised Siegel, and there were mistakes in the spells in his hands. Most of the mages will learn the skills of distraction and dual-use. Siegel even has the ability to be distracted and dual-use, but he has never seen dual-use dual-use.

"You can't tell that you have the same spellcasting ability." Siegel calmed himself down and dealt with unexpected situations calmly. There will be many changes in this kind of battle situation, and if you panic every time, the battle will be doomed.

Liel, who had left, finished chanting the spell, and three magic missiles flew towards Siegel. The young master laughed dumbly, this spell would be completely blocked if it hit the shield. There will be no effect. Let alone three, what if it were 10,000? He continued to accumulate spells on the Damned Dam, learning and improving in the process.

The phantom of the shield technique flickered. Blocked two of the three missiles. The remaining one slammed into Siegel's body, leaving burn marks on the mage's robe on his chest. The power of a single magic missile is like being punched hard by an ordinary person, which is nothing to Siegel's strong knightly body. But this was the first time that Lier penetrated Siegel's protection and caused active and actual damage.

The Great Prophet had a smile on his lips, and his hands still kept going. He doesn't expect to rely on this clone's spell to win, but he can also force out one or two of Siegel's hole cards and slowly accumulate the advantage.

"The situation is not good, how can it become two-on-one, I have to help!" The dwarf was about to cast a spell. But he was pulled by the half-dragon man: "Are you crazy, you dare to mix into the spell field. It will cause a chain reaction!"

"What spell field? It's obviously peaceful!" The dwarf Keke was puzzled.

"You bastard, you can only make things. The magic sense is too bad!" The half-dragon man sighed: "You just stand here honestly, don't use any spells, I'll find a way!"

He pressed his back against the wall of the magic tower and carefully took out a crossbow from the space bag. "I am my first crossbow, with a history of three hundred years."

"Can this still be fired? I think the wooden handle is a little cracked." The dwarf shook his head, expressing his disdain: "I have a better crossbow here, but it is not suitable for your dragon man's body."

"Don't talk nonsense, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is useless." The half-dragon man said: "You must use a weapon that has no magical fluctuations at all, otherwise you will be torn apart by the spell! If you want to help , just use your craftsmanship and try to repair this thing so that it can launch normally."

The dwarf hummed, took the crossbow, and kept mumbling, "I haven't done this job in five hundred years." But his technique didn't look unfamiliar.

Keke thought for a while and took out some crossbow bolts from his pocket. "It's for the shooter golem. It's a little bigger, but it's all arrowheads made of adamantine. There's no enchantment on it, and it should meet your requirements."

The trio is busy working together, dedicating wisdom and knowledge to the old crossbow. Siegel took a few more missiles in the process, but he didn't sway at all.

"See how long you can hold on!" Lier said with a snort.

"I wish I could hit it!" The half-dragon man took up his crossbow and took turns aiming with one eye and another with both eyes. He held his breath, his muscles tense, like a novice on his first adventure.

With a humming sound, the crossbow bolt slid through a graceful arc and flew straight towards the naked Lier. *Recommended on this site: Composition Network*