Twenty Sided Dice

Siegel didn't know whether the wizard was referring to the horse eater or the eater, but he could feel that the mount under him was very calm and not nervous at all. It is said that the sense of war horses is more sensitive than that of people, and they can often predict the approach of danger. Treknamar was the best of the bunch, so Siegel got off his horse, tossed the reins, took Janet's hand, and walked with Kerry. The bard followed behind them, looking left and right.

The inside of the tree hole was very narrow, and a large pot with a missing mouth occupied most of the space in the middle of the room. The yellow flames were burning slowly under the pot, but no one could see any fuel, and it was miraculous that there was no smoke. The pot was half full of a yellow-green viscous liquid, and leaves, dead branches, animal pelts, and broken pieces of metal could be seen. Under the cooking of the fire, the soup is boiling vigorously. The wizard threw the bag containing the heart and poison glands of the green-footed snake into it. You can see that the bag first floated on the surface of the "soup", swayed from side to side under the push of air bubbles, and then was quickly swallowed by the soup and disappeared into the cauldron. A strong aroma emanated from the pot, the wizard sucked hard, and his stomach made a rumbling sound.

"Takuma!" Kerry snorted suddenly, hurriedly rushed towards the wizard, with his arms outstretched to catch him. Everyone didn't understand what was going on.

"I'm so hungry, I can't get enough to eat." The wizard glanced at everyone, and his eyes stopped on Siegel. He asked suddenly, "Kerry, is this the tribute you brought me?"

Siegel was shocked, like a mouse being stared at by a poisonous snake, the hairs all over his body stood upright, and a great sense of crisis shot straight to the top of his head. He touched the handle of the knife as fast as he could, and raised the wand in the other hand.

Unfortunately, there are faster ones. Hundreds of thousands of vines protruded from the wall of the tree hole, the thinnest as silk and the thickest as arms, swooped up, wrapped around the limbs and waist of a group of people, and pulled them to the wall to fix it. Siegel's machete was only half drawn, his wand was not pointed at the target, and a thick vine strangled his mouth, choking his teeth painfully.

"A mage! A hateful mage! Hahaha, my lucky day!" The wizard raised his hands and danced a weird dance around the cauldron. "Boiled? Raw? Blotted or sliced? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh DECtIl!"

Several people struggled, but the vines were very strong and resilient. Only Kerry's brute force can loosen these vines, but it is limited to shaking them, and there is no way to get rid of them.

The wizard walked to Siegel, stretched out his yellow and dirty hands, and grabbed his neck. Siegel only felt that his claws were cold and sharp, as if they were frozen where they were touched. Siegel was so hard that the blood vessels in his neck swelled up, clearly visible.

The wizard suddenly found the necklace on Siegel's neck, and was very curious to pull it out.

'You don't want anything! ' Siegel shouted loudly, but only a humming sound came out of his mouth. He turned to the depths of his soul for help and prayed to the "Squid Saint", but as in the past, he received no response.

The twenty-sided dice and the space key next to it were slowly drawn out, and they were about to be exposed in front of the wizard. But this time the second side of the dice lights up. When the necklace was completely taken out, nothing was hanging on it.

"The wizard always carries a noose, you can hang yourself at any time..." The wizard loosened the chain and reached out to grab Siegel's wand. The mage recited "Dumark" in his heart, and the wand disappeared, turning into a bracelet hidden on his wrist under his sleeve.

"Hide-and-seek, hide-and-seek, one catch and one hide..." The wizard began to dance again, circled around the cauldron, and then came back and beat Siegel's face with his hard palm.

Janet began to cry, tears falling down drop by drop, which caught the wizard's attention. He walked towards the girl, looked with his eyes, smelled with his nose, and poked her in the forehead with his fingers. Then he twisted his body and walked back, almost lying on Siegel's face, staring at the big round bloodshot eyes, nose to nose, snorting bad breath full of medicinal herbs, and whispering: "A demonborn Although rare, it is not as good as you, but not as good as you!"

He shouted again: "Oh! Unique! Unique!"

The wizard's eyes were full of madness. He was already drooling with excitement. He stepped on the tree hole with his feet and applauded loudly. Siegel felt that the vines on his body were a little loose, and guessed that the magic control of the wizard might be declining. With all his strength, he pulled apart part of the space and hooked his fingers on the hilt of the dagger.

Kerry shouted "Winter Spirit!" and tore the vines that bound him, swooping at the wizard like a giant bear rushing through the bushes. The wizard turned around, and his body instantly swelled and deformed. A four-armed black gorilla, as tall as Kerry, collided, and the gorilla grabbed the giant's wrists with two hands, while the other two thumped him hard under the ribs.

A layer of frost covered Kerry's body, the air temperature dropped rapidly, and he was able to exhale cold air from his mouth. The four-armed orangutan's hair was condensed with hoarfrost, and the eyelids were also blinking from the cold air. Kerry's brute force was superior, pushing the gorilla forward until he overturned him on the cauldron.

The soup spilled all over the ground, and the hot orangutan howled on the ground. The yellow flames ignited its fur again, sending him straight up. It tumbled on the ground and broke chairs, boxes and bottles of all kinds. After a scream, he changed back to the shape of a wizard. However, no scars could be seen on the wizard, only the leaves and fishing nets were more torn.

"You!" The Shape Changer got up from the ground, stared at Kerry angrily, and shouted, "You barbarian! Why did you overturn my pot again?"

"You're crazy hungry again!" Kerry didn't have a good temper, and his fists slammed into each other. "You almost bit my friend!"

"Huh? Is that so?" The wizard shook his head and seemed to be more sober: "It seems to be the case." He waved his hand to free everyone from their bondage. Siegel drew his weapons, daggers and machetes, and looked at the wizard warily. Janet hid behind Siegel, knife in her hand. Yarel's wound caused by lightning was still not healed, but this time it was strangled again, so he still fell to the ground, trying to sneak up to the door while everyone was not paying attention.

Kerry stood between the wizard and the crowd, explaining in half-baked common language. "Because of the transformation, the wizard will sometimes be starved to control his mind and act like animals. But he has never eaten people, but he has bitten people a few times. The blood will wake him up, and then he will give people The wound is healed to prevent the spread of madness."

Siegel still had lingering fears, he was actually powerless in front of this powerful shapeshifter and wizard. He saw the guilt and sincerity in the strong man's eyes, and believed his explanation, but he was still on guard, in case the wizard went crazy again - after all, he didn't eat now, and he would be hungry again at any time.

"Let's go, I want to eat something quickly, before I faint." The wizard pointed to the exit of the tree hole, then looked at the cauldron rather annoyed: "It's spilled again, next time I'll decide Don't let anyone in."

"But you haven't told my brother's whereabouts." Kerry was rather helpless and asked quickly.

"I'm so hungry that I'm going to eat people, how can I help you with divination?" the wizard shouted, and began to dance again. Janet clutched Siegel's clothes tightly with her hands, only exposing her wide eyes to observe. Siegel was also on guard, like a cheetah with tensed muscles. But the wizard didn't go crazy this time, he just said: "Come back tomorrow and get some corn by the way."

After speaking, he drove the crowd away again, and then closed the tree hole. The Shapeshifter picked the scraps from the pot, stuffed it into their mouths, and sat on the ground beside them to chew. When he is crazy, his whole body blood will become more like an animal, and it is a mixture of countless kinds of animals, which makes his various senses reach the extreme. So he can distinguish Janet's demon blood, and he can also find the peculiarity of Siegel.

"He's the one, one of the four, and that's absolutely not wrong." The wizard muttered, with flames in his eyes, and he said, "The Spirit of the Storm said it wouldn't deceive me, but What should I do? What should I do?"

There are many voices constantly echoing in his mind. There are wolves, eagles, and sheep. They make all kinds of chirping, and they are noisy. Some said "kill", some said "let go", and some shouted "keep it!". A wizard can understand the language of all animals, and he can make them all shut up and be quiet. But he didn't, he could only cry while letting the voice in his head drown himself out.

The few people who left the dead branch nest just wanted to distance themselves as soon as possible, but the dense fog seemed to understand their thoughts and separated from the middle to make way for them. Kerry walked at the back, protecting a few people and stumbled back to the grassland.

"He's not always like that," Kerry explained. "As long as he's not mad, he's a good talker and willing to help us. He'll take a bite at most, and he'll heal you, so don't Take it to heart." Then, he pointed to his arm and showed it to everyone: "I have been bitten three times here, but now you can't even see the scar."

"Are all wizards so powerful?" Siegel asked, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and translated it through Yarel.

"It's not always like that. The one who lives in our tribe is more like a kind old man and doesn't change shape. But he can make the crow talk, help him do things, and see if the children in training are slacking off. . He also taught us how to communicate with spirits, find prey that can be caught, and eat a full meal."

"I don't know how to learn his ability to deform and control vines." Although Siegel was afraid, he was full of envy for that magical power. It was only at this time that he thought of his necklace and hurriedly took it out. The twenty-sided dice and key hang on it intact, and the number 2 has changed color. Siegel touched the dice: "Item Hide", this is the second ability.

Siegel thought it would be poison resistance, after all, he was also poisoned by the venom of the green-footed snake, and was tortured to death. Getting items to hide is not bad, but Siegel is getting more and more confused, what is the way to activate the ability?

"Wait a minute, that shapeshifter said you were a mage." Yarel suddenly thought of this. Despite being weak and wobbly on his horse, he sat up straight and spoke in a flat tone.

"Yes, I am now an apprentice mage of the Mage Federation. I am wearing a blue robe. I am still learning." Siegel admitted generously.

"Damn, when I saw the breastplate you wore, I thought you were just a wealthy warrior, but I didn't expect you to be a mage." He squinted at Janet, who was squinting at him. Still, the bard murmured, saying, "You should have been charged more. A mage, a big money lord!" He was annoyed all the way.