Twenty Sided Dice

"Since the destruction of the Three Peaks Pagoda, it is the first time that the mages of the Federation have gathered together. They are not surrounded or monitored. Everyone can reach out to get their favorite food, and they can exchange knowledge about magic with ease." Wendy held both hands Standing on the podium, her words resonated with everyone. "I remember the days when I was in the crimson spire of the hub castle. Although it was protected by a powerful magical barrier, I had no sense of security at all. When the elves broke through the outer wall and occupied the magic circle on the platform outside the tower, I thought I must will perish."

Many people fell silent, and the mages at that time really lost hope. The elves surrounded the hub with a magic circle, limiting the scope of the teleportation spell and ensuring that no mages could leave. There were also many voices of surrender at that time, some rejected by the sorcerers of the Knox Common Order, and others died because of the toughness of the elves.

When the gate of the Crimson Spire was opened, everyone was ready to fight to the death: one who escaped was counted as one. However, it was not attack magic that was sent in, but a letter. There have been peace talks with the elves, and one of the demands is the release of all members of the Mages Association.

"I don't want to thank anyone here today, because everyone depends on themselves to survive. Without everyone casting spells to strengthen the Crimson Spire again and again, we can't wait for victory; without everyone staying in the crisis, we can't wait. To victory; without gritted teeth and insisted again and again, I believe that there is a better tomorrow, we can't wait for victory."

"After that, the Mage Association came late, and I hope we can join them. Of course, it needs to take the association's research for many years. My memory may not be as good as Shelley's, but I still clearly remember that the Mage Association gave me The price offered: two ** teachers as mentors, 300,000 gold coins for exclusive research funds, a ** laboratory, a lamp **** assistant. With these conditions, I have the confidence to become a new student before the age of 50. The magician. But I refused, because the Association of mages wanted me to write the spell array of the union's mana pool. Anything is fine."

Her words caused a flurry of murmurs, the first time anyone had spoken up about it in public. After the Elven Wars, the mages of the Federation were more or less tempted, some even if they did not choose to join the Society of Mages. Knowledge and resources are also exchanged to some extent.

The Mages Association also prepared a big gift for Siegel, but Edith thought it was not enough to win Siegel as the winner, and it might make him feel insulted, so he stopped after reporting to his teacher this proposal. None of the other transactions went through Edith, but he more or less knew the inside story. Wendy's speech is very level. It didn't match her usual performance, so the half-elf was thinking about who was behind the scenes. Siegel? He first suspected Lord Helm, but there was no clue from Siegel's expression. This person can make Wendy obedient and have the power to move people's hearts. It can only be someone from the Federation.

Edith's eyes swept across every suspect, secretly guessing in his heart.

"As far as I know, none of the people present today went to the Mage Association, and everyone still considers themselves members of the Association. Why?" Wendy leaned forward and stared at the fat Symonton with ice eyes. The latter kept stuffing things into his mouth while Wendy was talking. "Simonton, why don't you go to the Mages Association?"

He swallowed the meat roll first, wiped his thick lips with his hand, and then said in a rich voice: "The people in the association have worked hard to persuade me to lose weight. If they are really so wise, why didn't they persuade me before I became fat? They take care too much, like chattering old women. I'm not going!"

"What price did the Mages Association offer you?" Wendy asked suddenly.

"You!" Simonton raised his fat finger and pointed at Wendy, and the cremation splattered in an instant. But all the sparks were concentrated within a few inches of the evocator's fingers, and he didn't chant. So it does not count as threats and attacks.

Wendy looked at him without showing weakness, her eyes didn't even panic for a moment. There was silence in the tent, and many people made gestures of protection spells, and Ruo-Emperor chanted a spell. They will block it as soon as possible.

Simonton waited for a while, then suddenly laughed. He put down his fingers, grabbed a piece of fried cheese, threw it into his mouth, and answered vaguely: "Wonton blunt fried shreds."

"What, everyone didn't understand." Wendy smiled. But he asked reluctantly.

"You little girl, I didn't expect you to be so hard-hearted now that you can speak so loudly!" Although there was food in his mouth, Simonton's voice was still clear. He likes to eat, but he has practiced the chewing method that does not affect the mantra, so there is no problem with speaking clearly. "The Mages Association promised to give me a Chaos Diamond, the kind that contains the energy of the four elements. You can use Fire Storm, Ice Storm, Lightning Array or Acid Rain twice a day. You know, because it contains very primitive basic elements. strength, and is in a natural delicate balance, so for us evocators, it is a good thing to promote perception and enhance strength."

Simonton looked around, licking his fingers off the fried cheese, then looked around. "If anyone from the federation can get the Chaos Diamond, I support him."

Although he was talking about anyone from the federation, his eyes were on Siegel. His eyes led everyone's eyes to the past.

Damn fat man, there was no such thing as agreed at the time! Wendy squeezed her fist. Worrying about doing Siegel a disservice.

"I don't have a Chaos Diamond, but I can give you this." Siegel thought for a while, and put his defensive staff aside, his hands on his chest, as if he was holding something.

"What? I don't need extra air, I'm breathing enough," Simonton said.

"If I don't chant the incantation, it doesn't count as a spellcaster?" Siegel asked. "I'm just mobilizing the power of the elements, so that's fine?"

Everyone's curiosity was piqued, and they wanted to know what skills Siegel had, so there were shouts of "No problem, you come!" one after another from the tent.

Siegel communicated with the Mir energy core, ordered it to increase the output energy, and sent it to his hands through the energy focusing lens. He did not chant a spell, nor did he make a spell-casting gesture, but the elements gathered in an instant were enough to unleash four fireballs.

Simonton just frowned. Siegel's way of gathering energy is interesting, but it's only an improvement at the application level, and it doesn't involve how profound magical truths. What does he want to express?

The arrival of the fire element is only the first step. The other three elements follow in sequence. Between Siegel's palms, the four elements are isolated from each other and rotate to form a beautiful ring.

At this time, most people involuntarily stepped back, and some people have used spells to protect themselves from elemental damage. The elemental power at the scene is already high. If it is not controlled well, it can cause disaster.

Only a few people can see that Siegel has mastered the balance between the elements, and his ability to operate at the macro and subtle levels is sufficient to ensure the safety of the elements. Simondon nodded, his three-tiered chin trembled, and said sincerely: "Siegel. It's not easy for you to reach this level at such a young age. It seems that you have found the way to the ** division." Road, I congratulate you."

"thanks."

"But I can do this too, it's not enough to impress me."

"I know, so I will continue to work hard." Siegel said to Mage Simondon: "If something goes wrong, I hope you can control the escaping energy and don't hurt everyone."

"Okay, what are your thoughts?" Simonton said, "Let me see your energy!"

Siegel first closed his eyes, reflected on the whole process, and squeezed his hands. It directly crushed the barriers between the four elements.

Elements mingle, opposing elements try to explode, while adjacent elements keep trying to push their power up. Instead of dissipating the elements in his hand, Siegel continued to compress.

"Are you crazy? Want to kill everyone?" some mages shouted, protecting themselves with layers of magic. Some tried to teleport away, but were despised by other mages. Using teleportation in a place where the elements are violent, I really feel that I die too slowly.

The fat Simonton's eyes lit up, but instead he took a step closer and stared at Siegel's hands. His voice spread to every corner of the tent: "Shut up, don't make any noise! ​​I'm still here. Why are you panicking!"

Siegel focused on adjusting the feel in his hand, looking for the right moment. It is like cutting a crystal out of a stone. Vision, technique and ability are all indispensable. He constantly destroys the element group in his hands, circulating, transforming, and giving birth to each other.

He follows the idea of ​​aggregates of elements. On this occasion an experiment was carried out.

Although this is his whim, it has indeed been carefully considered. Elemental aggregates need to gather a lot of energy, and require precise perception and operation, which means that they must be executed by hand, not with the help of a magic circle. There is no place safer than when the Federation's Protectors and Evokers are present.

He has done this many times in meditation. The number of successes is far less than the number of failures, but this time he is very confident that it will be done smoothly. When the initial cycle of the aggregates was established, the elemental power appeared to be insufficient, and Siegel ordered the energy-focusing lens to continue delivering.

This elemental concentration basically reproduces the power of the Myr nucleus at the beginning of its birth, and the iridescent sun is shining again. Siegel mustered all his willpower and ordered the elements in his hands to obey. The violent power flew out from his fingers, but they were all guided aside by Simondon, causing no damage. The sculptor was eager to try, and almost used his hands to smash the ball of energy.

A black flame emanated from Siegel's palm, calcining around the elemental aggregate. In meditation ~www.readwn.com~ Siegel has tried blood magic and other means, but flame burning is the means with the highest success rate. The black flames surprised the mages, including the Evoker, who had never seen such a strange energy state and found their sense of the element cut off.

There is no more overflow of energy, and everyone feels much safer. Everyone regained their composure and waited quietly for the results. Siegel's casting process continued for a while, and finally the black flame was removed.

He opened his palm, and a tetrahedron lay quietly in his palm. Each face of the tetrahedron is different, each exuding the power of an element, but they are always in constant change of order.

This kind of thing is very similar to Chaos Diamond, except that there is no natural ingenious balance, and it is all man-made perfection. Siegel threw the Elemental Aggregation Tetrahedron to Simonton and said, "I'm not strong enough, this thing is just the first step in the Elemental Aggregation. It will be stronger in my meditations. You are interested. ?"

Simonton looked at the tetrahedron and threw it back. "Siegel, don't let me down, don't let me down. You have aroused my interest, but today is about the Federation." He pointed to the podium and said, "Wait for Wendy to finish. , I'm interested to hear what you have to say." To be continued. ↗This book is derived from the basket book, which is updated quickly.