Twenty Sided Dice

"Which **** are you a believer in?" Siegel asked.

"You are a lackey of this system, a domineering ruler, don't even think about getting information from me!" The man said, spitting blood on the ground, and it turned out that there was half a broken tooth in it.

Siegel gathered the power of the elements in his hand and threatened him: "It's useless to speak, the power of magic can always let me know the information I want to know!"

"Your pathetic magic won't always save your life, save it. I won't tell you!"

"I just need to scold the gods one by one, and I will always find your faith." Siegel pretended to smile maliciously. ,

"Just scolding, I can't ask for it." The man laughed: "Your childish behavior can only make future revenge stronger."

Siegel stared at him a few times, then put away his smile and became serious again. "Followers of the God of Murder, that's right."

The man's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Siegel with incredulous eyes.

The mage got off his horse, took out an obsidian dagger and drew the holy symbol of the God of Murder on the ground. Then, he stabbed the center of the holy emblem with a snake-shaped dagger and twisted it hard. The captive struggled angrily, trying to pounce like a mad wild dog. His hands and feet were bound, but he still tried to bite Siegel with his teeth. Humk stepped on his back so hard that he couldn't move.

"For the believers of the God of Murder, death is nothing," Siegel said. "Cut off his limbs, knock out his teeth, put him in a cell, and let him live slowly for the rest of his life to reflect on it."

"Okay!" Hunk grabbed the man's neck, ready to lift him off the ground.

"Power in the end!" The man shouted, biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Siegel snorted coldly, he expected this result. "Remember, these guys are never afraid of death, nor are they stingy with nasty methods. They have no honor and fairness. You all cheer up and don't be deceived by them! They don't even care about their own lives. They won't pity you. of!"

"Yes, Lord!"

Humke called soldiers, dragged the tongue biter's body away, and burned it on fire. The man didn't even wear black. Maybe just a small role.

The God of Murder lives in various folktales, and unlike other gods, he never sent a saint to the mortal world. The Mage Association believes that this is a manifestation of the lack of divine power of the God of Murder. After all, his ideas are not mainstream, resulting in few believers. Even in the hearts of assassins who make a living by killing people. The God of Murder is also more important than money. Only those madmen who take killing as their pleasure and pursuit will truly have the power to worship the God of Murder.

Contempt for order, contempt for magic, and even sacrifice their own interests in order to kill, just to pursue that feeling of destruction. It's a gang of lunatics, conspirators, and killers, but when did they get so much power?

What is the ability to jump out of the shadows? Can you break through the rune tree of the Elf Forest and go deep into the Druid Forest? Siegel knew that there was a spell called "Shadow Walk" among the mages, which could make people move fast in the shadow world and penetrate all physical obstacles. This spell requires shadows as the exit and entrance. But shadow walking involves higher spellcasting skills and knowledge of planes than teleportation, even Siegel does not master it now.

Therefore, the power to pass the shadow can only come from the interference of the gods on the world. The remnants of holy power on those assassins also seemed to illustrate this point. This goes back to the question just now: Why is the power of the murder **** growing so fast? Most of the gods do not like the **** of murder due to the priesthood, especially the racial gods and the powerful gods in the field of protection and life. Maybe kill one or two people, or even start a war, other gods will turn a blind eye, but rushing directly to the elf forest to kill, this will undoubtedly offend the moon god.

Siegel rode on his horse and looked at the elf opposite him with serious and cold eyes. They should have felt the pressure of the moon god. After all, compared to the territory they may gain in war, homeland, clan, and art (magic) are the things that elves value the most. If you can't even protect your own home. That would definitely be punished by the Moon God.

Leah is still trying to convince her people, but it doesn't seem to be working well. Judging from the expression, the Druid objected fiercely, and the mage sided with Leah. The priests of the Moon Temple kept looking at the human army with suspicion. They seemed to sense Siegel's gaze, so the elf mage waved his hand and used a spell to block all attempts at snooping.

Mana commanded the mount to slowly come to Siegel, and said in a low voice, "Lord Lord, the reserve team is here, and they are already twenty miles to the west. Do you need any arrangements? Do you want to take the opportunity to attack the elves?"

"Let them come over with great fanfare and make it look like there are 2,000 people." Siegel said: "Then line up on the north side of the battlefield and prepare for defense."

"Defense?" Mana asked suspiciously.

"You heard that right." Siegel said, "The elf is very proud. He is not afraid of us attacking, because they look down on the offensive ability of other races. So the offensive posture will make them hot and lose their cool thinking. The defensive posture will satisfy Their imagination makes them rational."

He tilted his head and said to Mana, "Isn't that exactly what you said, be more rational?"

The female knight blinked and said decisively: "I'm going to arrange the battle formation, Lord!"

Elves and humans faced each other up and down the hills, and neither side refused to show weakness. This is a battle of wills, which seems to be more important than a life-and-death struggle. All the knights of Heim Land also dismounted and stood with the soldiers. Except for the wind and the humming of the mounts, both sides remained silent.

More than two hours later, the sound of neat footsteps came from the north, and the reinforcements led by Heim arrived on the battlefield. The rhythmic thumping of their shields with their spears was more inspiring than the marching drums.

After their arrival, they greatly extended the length and thickness of the Heimland front, and had a huge advantage in terms of force. Along with the reinforcements came the carts requisitioned from the caravan, which also carried supplies for the battlefield and tools for building camps. On Mana's orders, reinforcements used these tools to quickly build barriers to limit the battlefield, and began to create improvised shield walls for crossbow shooters.

Seeing this scene, the elf finally made up his mind. Mana led the priest of the Moon Temple to the center of the battlefield, and played the banner of the meeting.

"Mana, you can't go this time." Siegel said to her, "You have to continue to command, so that the elves don't use their brains."

The female knight nodded and agreed, it would be more unsafe for the lord to go alone. Hunk pointed his finger at himself and let out an excited laugh.

"I know what you're thinking. Hunk, but it's not your part this time." Siegel said with a smile: "The last thing the elves want to surrender to are orcs. I know you are not orcs, only half blood, but still Stop irritating their fragile hearts. Ser Greener. Come with me. Your family has a long history, would you like to add a story of the surrendered elf?"

"Always at your service, my lord."

The priest Siegel, who accompanied Master Leia, also met Shiragui Ipgil, a female elf with a volatile temper.

"In the current environment. Let's talk straight to the point, and stop using temptation and other means." Siegel said to the elf priest: "If you point your sword at me again, I am afraid there is only one way to go to war. ."

The elf priest nodded, his voice soft and gentle. "Lord Siegel, I have the same hope. In order to be able to fulfill Luna's instructions, we agree to make concessions."

"Let's be practical," Siegel said. "I've made my request. How's your negotiation?"

Leah glanced at Priest Shiragi, and after the latter nodded, she said: "We are just an army of elves, and all agreements are limited to Heim Land and the Southwest Legion. We cannot represent the Elf Forest. Neither do you. Do you agree that it cannot represent the human beings in the New World?"

"That's it." Siegel nodded.

"Because there is a common threat, the elves are willing to assist Lord Siegel in investigating the attack on Mrs. Zun. In order to build mutual trust between the two parties, and also to prevent the enemy from plotting, the elves will send 300 soldiers to Heim Land. , and establish a defense system under the command of Heim Land until Lord Sigal returns to Myr City."

Siegel frowned, the elf's rhetorical skills surpassed his imagination. Ser Greener coughed violently, pounding his chest hard with his fist, and managed to recover. He pressed his chest and explained, "I'm sorry. The weather was hot and I choked."

"Four hundred," Siegel said, "as the only mage lord in the New World, four hundred is barely enough. And there can be no spellcasters among the four hundred. Rangers who can simply heal are fine. Priests, druids, and wizards The threat is too great."

"Okay." The elf nodded in agreement.

"Don't forget one more important point," said Siegel. "Except for the four hundred people under my watch, the elves have left Heimland. I will take back my castle, my country, my river and my farmland."

"Lord Siegel, your Heimland is very large, how will our elf companions in the south pass through?"

"Don't draw weapons. Then they can pass freely," Siegel said. "If the elves still want to start a war in Heimland, please count the number of deaths from four hundred."

"You!" Pastor Silagui frowned, but held back her subsequent words and actions. Elf Leah said: "In principle, this is basically the situation. We will leave four hundred people behind, and then we will go on the road."

Seeing the angry look of the elf priest, Siegel shook his head: "Don't be in a hurry, there are two more things."

"Lord Lord~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Do you want to break your promise?"

"No, I'm just kindly reminding me." Siegel smiled and said, "We don't have moon **** priests in Heim Territory. If you leave behind disabled or sick elves, I'm afraid you won't be able to treat them. I'll try to prepare food for them as much as possible. , but it will definitely not meet the standard of entertaining elf guests, so please send some from the elf forest. Rest assured, we will buy it at the market price - but if it is too expensive to buy it, there is no way."

The elf priest squeezed the corner of his clothes and gritted his teeth secretly. The Moon Sacred Emblem radiated a soft light, and she calmed down.

"The last thing, your rhetoric is very good, but you must limit this statement to the scope of elves." Siegel sank his face and said very seriously: "Officially declare the end of the war in the elves forest and negotiate for peace. Before, you and I were still hostile. There is only one identity that can guarantee the safety of the four hundred elves, and that is the prisoner of war."

Leah closed her eyes, reluctantly accepting this fact. Pastor Silagui touched the holy emblem with his hand, relied on the strength it provided to support himself, and then asked, "We have the testimony of the Moon God and can guarantee to abide by the agreement. What about your Heimland?"

"My promise and my honor," Siegel said. "That's enough." (To be continued.)