Twenty Sided Dice

readx(); McGonagall's lab also doubles as her study, which is neatly organized. The wooden table top was spotless, and all the alchemy utensils were not stained at all. On the shelf by the wall, various herbs are sorted and placed in their own small boxes. Siegel discovered that a magic circle was attached to the shelf to keep the medicine in good condition for a long time.

Mage McGonagall staggered into the room and looked at this familiar place. She crossed the writing table and came to the cabinet full of books.

Siegel saw that it was covered with magical enchantments, which were connected to each other to form a complete and complex protective formation. He saw the familiar spell structure, whether it was the element nodes or the connections between the various components, they were handled perfectly, like a textbook.

Mag walked into the range of the magic circle, the spell on it reacted, and the enchantment gradually lit up. Siegel saw that the recognition spell and triggering spell had begun to work, shrouding McGonagall in a faint light. The magic circle noticed Mag's magical wave characteristics and recognized her identity. All protection and attack spells stopped, and the entire magic circle was released.

"Is the design here good?" Master McGonagall raised his chin and said with a final proud expression.

Siegel nodded with an expression of admiration. In terms of the technique and accuracy of drawing magic circles, he is indeed inferior to Master McGonagall, but all the magic circles here are just repeated applications of the knowledge in the book, and there is not much innovation. In terms of the magic circle, Siegel developed the elemental rune magic circle and the energy focusing lens, and his pride is no less than that of Mage McGonagall.

"The book you want is on the third floor of the second row of bookshelves, with the red cover." Master McGonagall said, "I have read this book many times, and many of the contents in it are just random guesses and fundamental experiments. Can't come out."

It is said that this "Volume of Moonlight Moya" is not a complete spell book, but more of a research note when creating spells and magic circles. In Siegel's view, it is often more important to know the process of thinking than to see the answer directly, because the sparks of thinking can lead to countless futures, giving people inspiration from all angles.

But now was not the time to think about how to study spells, and Siegel came to the bookshelf. I found this book I really liked. He pulled the book from the shelf and held it in his palm. The cover of "The Scroll of Moonlight Moya" is the scale armor of some kind of animal, which is rough and hard to the touch, and has a cold feeling.

"Finally..." Siegel sighed.

at this time. Mag took a few steps back quickly, and stomped **** the square brick under the desk. The magic circle in the room was immediately activated, and the aura that detected magic flashed on.

No matter what she wants to do, it's not going to be a good thing. Siegel clutched the book in one hand. The other hand reached into his arms with a very quick response, and took out a rune core shaped like a short stick. As he took out the core, he began to chant the incantation, stirring up the power of magic. The magic of identification shrouded, and everything in the house escaped detection. McGonagall waited eagerly for the detection magic to end, when the attack magic would begin to take effect.

Petrification, Immobilization, Paralysis, and Stun are the four most powerful control spells, which can instantly subdue the enemy. Although the mages from outside took good care of her along the way and were very kind, Mag had already been betrayed and never trusted the people around her.

Especially when this mage got into his own mind to peep, what he saw was a great safety hazard. Especially the way to open the dark room, if he told Pulan, then his last hiding place would no longer be safe.

As long as you control him, even if he loses his hands, McGonagall still has a way to kill the enemy.

The detection magic shrouded it, and it scanned everything in the house from top to bottom. In Siegel's mocking eyes, the detection magic has not stopped, and it is still exuding aura. If the detection magic does not come to a conclusion, the attack magic will not take effect.

The rune core in Siegel's hand still had a faint green glow, and it was it that delayed the detection magic. A circular circle of self-deception. It is specially designed to detect the characteristics of magic, so that the spell will never reach the end in the process of continuous self-circulation.

This method is not a panacea. It only needs to make some simple designs on the magic circle to avoid being deceived. For example, self-check the operation of the detection spell every few seconds, if it is found to be abnormal. Just start attacking and so on. However, such a design will increase vigilance and the possibility of misjudgment is higher, and it will certainly not be used in places such as bookshelves and laboratories. Only those places that need to be closely guarded, such as the entrance to the magic tower, will need to do this design.

Not seeing the appearance of the attack spell for a long time, Mag has begun to panic. She swung the chain in her hand vigorously, stomping on the bricks on the ground over and over again. But the previous spell node has not been completed, and the next spell will not start.

Siegel looked at her, and although she felt a little pitiful in her heart, she was still angry at this practice. First put the book in his hand into the space bag, and then said: "Mage McGonagall, it is absolutely unnecessary for you to do this. If I thought it was bad for you, I would have mixed your memory into a mess. Don't doubt this. A little, I do know one or two of these spells."

Mag stopped struggling, she had no other way to deal with Siegel, and now her fate was completely in the hands of the other party. The pain came from the severed limb again, but she was more heartbroken that the spell she was proud of had lost its effect: "How did you do it?"

"It's just a little trick." Siegel didn't want to waste his words, so he walked past Master McGonagall. Maybe there was a hint of sympathy before, and I wanted to bring Mage McGonagall back to Heimland for treatment, but now this idea is gone. Since she can't get along with others normally, let her find her own way in this fog.

Siegel walked out of the secret room and saw that Moore drew a long sword from his hand and carefully hid behind the shield. Nan Qing's attendant saw the lord and shouted: "Be careful, there are people in ambush around!"

The air element was still revolving around the house, constantly sweeping away the dense fog that was trying to close. They didn't sound the alarm of any attack, and they didn't know what Moore saw. Siegel pulled out his wand, activated his spiritual vision, and tried to look around. But there was no movement around, and he couldn't feel anything.

Moore leaned over slowly, stood beside Siegel, his eyes did not relax his vigilance, and lowered his voice to report to him: "There was movement in the depths of the thick fog just now. There were heavy footsteps. Then a bright ripple It spread from a distance, swept across the ground, and disappeared. I felt a tingling in my stomach and numbness in my hands and feet. Could it be magic?"

"It's very possible." Siegel nodded and put his hand on Moore's shoulder. "It's over, let's go back."

After speaking, he started to use the teleportation spell. When summoning the power of the surrounding elements, he finally realized something was wrong. The elemental fluctuations that were originally dense around them have now become extremely sparse. Only a small amount of energy is gathered. Not to mention the use of teleportation with these powers, being able to cast fireballs is already very reluctant.

At this moment, a dazzling white halo appeared behind the layers of dense fog, spreading to the surroundings like ripples on the lake surface. Through the layers of fog, nothing could stop it, but he didn't cause any disturbance to the surroundings. Ripples of light swept across Siegel's body, further reducing the concentration of elemental power, making his teleportation spell a complete failure.

Immediately afterwards, a rumbling sound came from the ground, and there was a slight shaking underfoot. Their first reaction was an earthquake. But this speculation was immediately dismissed. The vibration is very regular, it is exactly three times in the time of one heartbeat, and there is almost no error. The forces of nature are always wild and free, never like this.

The two air elements were disturbed at this time, and after insisting on flying for a while, they lost their shape. Two elemental runeguard cores fell to the ground, and Gollum jumped with the shock. Siegel picked up the core, knowing that there was nothing wrong with this magic item, and the source of all the problems was the concentration of elements.

If it is an ordinary mage, at this time, he will be helpless and let himself lose most of his power. But Siegel learned something from other worlds. Some means can be used in an emergency. He took out a small piece of flame soul crystal and placed it in the rune scepter of the energy focusing lens, simulating the generation of elemental energy to support magic. It's like a general-purpose spell wand that lets Siegel use magic a few times.

Because of one more conversion step. So using magic in this way is more dangerous and more difficult to control than using elemental spells. The abnormality of the Ghost Mist Swamp makes Siegel very curious, but it is obviously not a suitable place to stay for a long time. He waved his wand again, chanting the teleportation spell.

A high wall of rays of light appeared from afar, and even the thick fog could not block it. The trajectory of the light wall movement and the direction of the halo ripples are exactly opposite, and the powerful magic energy fluctuations can already be felt from a long distance. Describe it in plain language. Then the ripples of light are like the water on the beach receding far away, and the wall of light is the tsunami of energy that ensues.

Siegel immediately stopped casting the spell, even if his body was hit by the backlash from the energy of the spell, it didn't matter. Known as Elemental Surge, this wall of light is an anomalous phenomenon that only occurs in extreme circumstances, and is no less than a disaster for unprepared spellcasters. According to the Association of Mages, this often occurs around the Wall of Storms on the edge of the world, but in the hinterland of the New World, this abnormality has never happened before.

He grabbed Moer~www.readwn.com~ and hugged him by the shoulders, the two of them were as close as possible, and then activated the rainbow ring. A colored ball of light protected the two, but compared to the energy surge it was like a lone boat in a tsunami.

Master McGonagall dragged the chain and came out of the secret room to see this terrifying sight. She shouted and ordered the secret door to close immediately, then turned back and ran down. At the next moment, the energies of the four elements, like substance, slapped **** the rainbow light sphere.

The light of the orb kept changing and spinning, struggling to support it under the impact. Ordinary substances are not damaged by elemental surges, but all magical effects, magical equipment, and spellcasters are affected. Because of Maul's magical equipment, the surge will cause the unsuspecting space bag to explode, turning the floating shield into a large fireball, so Siegel also dragged him into the orb.

The rainbow light sphere is the pinnacle of protection magic. The effect formed by the seven colors becomes an organic whole, which can decompose and transform the surrounding power. It is with this characteristic that it is able to survive surges. Siegel looked at the orb in front of him, as if all kinds of paints were mixed into water, and they were being vigorously stirred by a brush. He could no longer distinguish individual colors, and the surroundings were soon shrouded in white light.

McGonagall's darkroom finally closed, but before it closed, her screams of pain came clearly into Siegel's ears. (To be continued.)