Twenty Sided Dice

Siegel went as fast as he could through the narrow door next to the kitchen, nimbly avoiding the large trash can on one side, but he couldn't avoid scaring the black cat who was rummaging through the trash. The cat screamed, jumped out of the vat, and jumped to the roof in a few strokes.

A burst of light came on from the stable and quickly extinguished, and the frightened horse shouted loudly. There was a clanging sound of metal percussion, and a missed stone bullet flew into the backyard and hit a small tree by the river. The branches trembled, the residual leaves fell, and fell on the three nobles who were deforming.

Deformation?

Siegel saw them grow fangs, their skin turned pale, and their pupils the clearest blue. From the corners of their eyes to their ears and down their cheeks to meet under their jaws, the dark red tattoos glow faintly. They grow dagger-like claws, and in their claws hold sharp, long daggers with blood grooves. Their servants were all kneeling on the ground, their foreheads touching the soil, their hands spread out, palms up, chanting eulogies in low voices.

"Vampires? You must be joking." Siegel pulled out the stardust and took a vial from his pocket.

"Dispel the undead!" Anomen shouted loudly.

A bright ripple swept across the yard, containing abundant positive energy. The Earth Mother showed her sword, and Anomen was the one wielding it. The vampire rushing in front wailed and covered his eyes in pain. His exposed skin seemed to have been splashed with strong acid, and it began to show its true appearance—a rotting corpse.

Siegel smashed the holy water bottle on the sword and wiped it with a glove to make the weapon more damage to undead creatures. This is naturally not comparable to the sacred weapon directly blessed by the priest, but relying on the original power of Stardust, it should be enough to deal with these three vampires.

But he soon fell behind.

The two vampires, a man and a woman who were not injured, cooperated tacitly and moved as fast as lightning. Their daggers pierced through the Stardust's defenses, making nicks in Siegel's defensive shields. Their bodies are surprisingly flexible, and they often make unconventional movements, such as using their elbows like a whip and reversing their joints to attack.

The wounded vampire took a few steps back. He took a thumb-sized bottle of black viscous potion out of his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth along with the bottle, and chewed it hard. With the rattling of glass shards, his injuries are also recovering quickly.

The dagger stabbed Siegel between the ribs. Forcing him to take a step back and get closer to the direction of the three Tin Woodmen. Siegel had no time for him, knowing that it would be difficult for him to win in a short time with his sword skills alone. In addition to the instincts of undead monsters, these two vampires also worked hard to hone their martial arts, just like an aspiring swordsman. They also constantly apply their spell abilities. Use illusion to create the illusion of a move, confusing defenders. If you encounter that kind of barbarian who is open and close, or a fully armed tin can, he will definitely ignore these false moves and bury his head in the attack, but for a dwarf martial arts user like Siegel who sees one move and thinks three moves, he can only distinguish between them. The opponent's offensive direction consumes a lot of energy.

At this moment, there was a light of lightning from behind him, and then there was the roar of a heavy hammer hitting a metal can, and it seemed that Thor used the Thor's Hammer hanging from his waist. Naria shouted, "The child is already out, Jay. You can do your best!"

She really looks up to me, Siegel thought. All-out attack means to win quickly, right? He drew Stardust in a vertical arc in front of him, and took a half-step back to get a little distance. At the same time, the right hand rubs a little powder from the material bag at the waist. Just like igniting kerosene with a match, the fire element gathered in his right hand at an extremely fast speed, and the rising flame burned extremely violently, and even issued a whistle-like scream.

The vampires' blue pupils were full of red reflections, and they screamed and bounced back, trying to avoid the flames. The flame roared and exploded, and under the command of Siegel, it was like a giant claw, pressing directly on the female vampire's chest. Just heard a bang. The vampire's black corpse was burning on the ground, her limbs struggling and twisting, trying to extinguish the flames on her body. But it was all in vain. Siegel recited the words, the fire element continued to flow, and it only took three or four seconds to completely burn it to ashes.

"Run!" shouted one of the vampires. "It's hellfire!"

"What nonsense, what hellfire?!" Siegel is not the devil, how could he use hellfire? He turned his right hand in one direction, and the flames turned with it. Pounce on the second vampire. He felt the scorching heat from behind him, jumped up to the sky like a madman, and tried to deform in broad daylight. Revealing form is one thing, and using illusions doesn't do much damage, but transforming into bat form in the sun definitely hurts. Vampires must have weighed the dangers of sunlight and fire, and it is better to choose to be injured and recuperate than to be swallowed by fire.

But Siegel's flame whip is faster than it thinks, and the pure fire element is more powerful than those that rely on fuel. Bats are smaller and turn to fly ash faster.

The injured vampire still had shards of glass hanging from his mouth, and the muscles on his face were still wriggling and repairing. The death of the two companions made him completely lose his fighting spirit, and the companion just now fully demonstrated to him the fate of escaping from the sky. He immediately ran towards the pier and split five phantoms at the same time, affecting Siegel's judgment.

The mage was about to utter a spell and use multiple energy missiles to fly at all the fleeing vampires to distinguish the true from the false. A flaming crossbow bolt swept past him, hitting the vampire precisely on the back of the knee, causing him to fall directly to the ground. The dwarf Yao En pushed on his glasses, took off the crossbow bolt in his mouth, and wound it with a wrench.

"Superb power of observation!" Siegel exclaimed, speeding up, and covering him with flames before the vampire got up from the ground.

The battle on the other side was also decided. Evan's lightning hammer and bonfire attacked in a row, and he won in just a few rounds. "The routine that most knights can use, I have seen it thousands of times, and it is really easy to deal with." Evan said while blinking at Aemon.

The rescued child sat on a wooden barrel by the stable, trembling all over, and kept saying thank you. "Take him inside first," Yao En said to Naria. "Give him something to eat and drink and let him recover. We'll talk about it later."

Evan pointed to the four servants who were still kneeling on the ground. They had stopped singing and just kept shaking. "What about those few?" Evan asked, "They see everything in their eyes."

The dwarf unloaded the ammunition from the crossbow and hung it on his back again: "Imoon, you and I will go and ask them. See if you can find out some information. Come along, Sol, maybe you can help. I'll leave this mess of Anomen and Jay to you."

Siegel stood beside the pastor and said with admiration, "You guys are really lucky to have a great conductor."

"Yao En said that if you want, you can do better than him." Anomen stroked the holy emblem on his chest and said, "I hope that one day, the Mother Earth will give me the same insight and insight as Yao En. Decisiveness allows me to better serve the good."

"Speaking of insight, what do you mean by the gesture you just made behind your back?" Siegel asked.

"Oh. This is the gesture of our team, which means to discover evil and prepare for battle." Anomen said: "Mother Earth will guide me, so that I can better distinguish the existence of evil. My friends and I found that fighting evil Being kind can make our actions smoother. I think that’s what helps others benefit themselves.”

"So what you cast is just a simple spell, detect evil?"

"The word prayer is closer," Anomen said. "I don't need to make certain gestures, use certain materials, and chant certain mantras like Naria, I just pray to God in my heart and seek her help, and it all happened. What's wrong with that?"

"No, of course no problem. I was just wondering. Why didn't I notice something was wrong."

Siegel has always been very sensitive to magical effects and energy fluctuations, and coupled with the spiritual vision ability that the dice gave him, it stands to reason that he should be able to see the weirdness of these people. Of course, it is definitely not a moral distinction, whether they are good or evil, but at least they should be aware of the negative energy escaping from vampires.

If two corpses are placed in front of Siegel, he can quickly tell which is dead and which is zombie. As a type of undead, vampires have never been recorded that they can block negative energy perception. If all this is achieved with the help of some kind of magical effect, where is the elemental fluctuation?

"Jie. Come and take a look." Anomen patted him on the shoulder: "There seems to be something wrong with the blood of these people."

The three Tin Woodmen were killed by Evan's sword and Anomen's mace, leaving gaps of various sizes in their armor. The blood that originally flowed from these breaches gradually became transparent in front of the two of them.

"Look at what these three are." Siegel tried to flip the face shield of the full-face helmet with his long sword, but the structure that was supposed to be able to rotate remained motionless. He squatted down. With an obsidian dagger, the entire full-face helmet was cut from the shoulders, and a nearly transparent head was seen.

The person inside the armor has no hair, and the skin melts like a candle, so it is impossible to distinguish the appearance. Siegel made a cut in the gelatinous skin with a dagger, and a translucent liquid flowed out.

"What is this?" Anomen felt a wave of nausea, and quickly clenched the holy emblem. Gain power from a familiar touch. "Mother of the Earth, do shapeshifters really exist?"

"You mean the kind of humanoids that can change their appearance at will~www.readwn.com~ among us?" Siegel shook his head: "The body structure of a shapeshifter is similar to ours, with bones, muscles, and blood vessels. Wait. If I poke a small hole in their butt, there won't be blood, and this one in front of us obviously isn't. No matter where I make the wound, they react the same way: leak like a water bag ."

"Like a mud monster?" said Anomen. "We once encountered the acid mud monster in a cave, where Kaidong lost his iron shield and sword. When we fought back, the acid mud monster It's like this comes out of liquid - only it's green, not like this one."

I've also seen black ones before, Siegel almost blurted out. It was very strange to him that Yarel could change into that black cement form. Except for the masters who specialize in transfiguration spells, who can obtain a new form while still retaining the original ability? The mages of the federation have only seen Master William do this, and it is said that this requires long-term study and perseverance, as well as high talent.

"I need to take a closer look at these strange things," Siegel said. "Thanks to Mother Earth for the tip, I feel like it does work for us." (To be continued.)

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