"No!"

With a trembling roar, Riele tore through the space and fell out of it. An obsidian dagger stuck in his back shoulder, blood soaking the hem of the mage's robes. The originally neat silver hair has also become tattered and messy, and one face is even more embarrassed. It seems that Chanem has caused him a lot of trouble and damage, even more than Siegel has done.

He twisted and hooked his fingertips on the grip of the obsidian dagger, but couldn't grasp it because of the slippery blood. Seeing this, Siegel stood on the steps and unleashed the four-vein divine arrow, which hit him in the arm while he was unprepared. With a silent explosion, one of Liele's arms hung limply, and burns, frostbite, and corrosion crawled all over his body.

"You won't be a god, and you can't be a god!" Liele roared, his words filled with smoke. "You're going to die, you're going to kill everybody! You don't understand the concept of a magical god, you can't bear that much power!"

"It's man-made. Siegel said as he condensed elemental power in his hands. His ultimate goal is to eliminate Liel, and he is still in second place if he can't climb the final steps. While Riele is seriously injured, he can't use the spell quickly?"Great Split!" At this time, the lengthy spell finally came into play, and the ultimate destruction spell that destroyed all the magic effects and magical equipment was cast by Siegel and successfully enveloped Riele.

Similar to the destructiveness of an elemental surge, the Great Crack lifted every protective spell on him in a very forceful manner. The structure of the elements is completely destroyed, which causes the magic array to shatter into slag and all magic items to fail. Scrolls become dirty paper, potions become waste, and spell staff and baton become the same. Riele is like a punctured balloon. It deflated suddenly. The surging magical aura was dimmed. He was suddenly a dozen years old.

Barely looking up. Riele gave a bleak smile. "You won. He said, "You and the Holy One of Murder have killed me." You've finally got what you wanted. ”

And when he had said that, he fell to the ground and died.

Far away, Siegel could feel death befall Leel. The heartbeat, breathing, and muscle tremors all stopped, and it looked like he was completely dead. It's as simple as that? Siegel doesn't believe it. He cast the mantra of death on Riele and found that there was no response, just like he did on a stone or a corpse.

"You can't die at all at the Academy of Magic. Liele's words are still in my ears, and only a day has passed. Siegel won't forget. He frowned, as if he had thought of something, and hurried up the steps to the top of the magic tower.

The first thing that catches your eye is the divine fire. It's not a raging flame, it's a very cold fire, like a pale blue crystal that's frozen. There were fifteen forks in the crystals—a little more than Chanem said—representing the strength of the Divine Fire.

In the center of the cold crystal was a wriggling mass of deformation, which looked like a flame from a distance, but when you looked closely, it was a mysterious text. It is said that different people see different things, warriors see the battle of various weapons, assassins see changing shadows, and druids see the living nature. Siegel's vision saw the magic runes, as if each one was familiar. But you can't really understand it. Divine fire exudes a powerful attraction that makes people indulge in it unconsciously.

That is, until the dice reflected the tragedy that happened five seconds later into Siegel's mind. He woke up suddenly.

A black trail fell diagonally from the sky, silently, ignoring all magical protections and heading straight for the back of Siegel's head. The trajectory has an anti-magic field effect, but only on its own, and does not touch the target's magical perception in advance. Seeing that the situation was not good, Siegel hurriedly fell to the ground and used the spirit to speed up at the same time. He rolled forward, dodging the attack, and turned to see the attacker.

It was a goblin, and its blood was supposed to be impure, with some human characteristics, but it was definitely a goblin. He wore only a black velvet blouse, bare thighs, and a black metal staff was held in his hairy hand. The staff is also not entirely black, with a milky white gem set in a groove at the top.

The goblin was slightly surprised when he saw the failure of the sneak attack, and he no longer held his breath. He didn't understand why anyone could break free from the psychedelic of watching the divine fire, and all mortals saw ...... first sight, "Oh, by the way, with the Holy Power, you are not mortal now." Goblin said.

"Liel?" Siegel raised his hand and was a four-veined divine arrow, but it was easily removed by the black staff, and the elemental energy dissipated in midair. He hadn't encountered such a situation before, at least no one had been able to crack the Four Veins Divine Arrow so easily. He became cautious and couldn't easily waste his chances, otherwise it would be easy for someone to control the rhythm.

"I'm not Liele, my name is Ender. The goblin, wielding a staff that was a head taller than it, said to Siegel in a menacing voice, "Get out of here, get out of my fire!

"I'll still call you Liel, so that you can feel easier to beat. Siegel flicked his fingers, constantly radiating elemental energy fluctuations. He found that no matter what kind of element would be repelled by the black rod, and at the same time, no matter what kind of energy would be absorbed by the divine fire.

"All your spells are based on the elements, and it happens to be restrained by this weapon. The goblin smirked, "The Staff of Elemental Negation, created on the basis of disarming magic, anti-magic fields, dissociation rays, and the Great Split, all the elements in the spell are broken down into harmless forms. There's only one thing in the world, but with it, you can't help me!"

"You've lost everything from magical energy to magical skills, and even your layout—teleporting me to the Beast Wilderness—has failed. Now are you starting to compare the strength of magic equipment? I'm definitely not as good as you are, after all, you used to be a magic god, and you must have seen a lot of knowledge and reserves for so many years. But you still fall short in some areas. Regardless, you are only the magical god of this world, and your eyes are on this world. I don't know if it's a rule you've established for spells based on elements or if it's part of the world itself, but you know that everywhere else it's not necessarily elemental-centric. ”

"Selling knowledge in front of me?" said Liel Ender laughed, "Of course I know that." You know what's the matter?"

"Because I can use it to come out. Siegel showed a skeletal stance. Take out the space bag with a heavy siege mace that is resistant to the skeletons. Slowly walk towards the goblin. "Adventure after adventure, life and death trials, through the pain of blood and fire, I shake off the dangers that have been inflicted on me. I saw it, I learned it, I sought peace by fighting. ”

"Haha, what you have experienced is nothing more than a fate line that has been modified and controlled by the dice. Your life has long been destined, from the beginning to the end, it is just a book written according to the outline! The process in the middle is obscure and boring, but the end is already doomed, you were born in the ocean, died in divine fire, and completed the cycle of ice and fire. You still have a lot to learn, but you never have the chance to learn again! You're just a blind man who can't see the future! That's all. ”

"When you look at the light, you are as blind as you are in the darkness, and I only believe in the way out of my own efforts. It is not the future that God sees and plans. "Obviously, it's not the breadth of knowledge and the depth of our vision that will determine the outcome of the battle between us. It doesn't even matter how much magic you master or how you use energy, it's just a matter of who works harder. That's all. ”

Goblin Riehl smiled and said, "Good, good, good, I like this, I like this!" As soon as he had said that, he rushed up, and his staff made a black arc and slammed it into the mace.

Feeling the tremendous power coming from his arm, Siegel only felt incredible, how could this short goblin body be so strong? After hundreds of rounds of fighting, he found that this "clone" of Leel was not only powerful, but also very agile, with cunning martial arts moves, and his body shape and footwork were also biased towards the assassin genre. Where did he learn from, could it be from Chanem?

With a distraction, his pelvis was struck and his body staggered back. The goblin had a bright light in his eyes, and he took the opportunity to pounce on him, jumping into the air and slashing down! The dwarf Elint once taught that any attack that left the ground could not be changed, as long as he was careful of his twisting movements, all that remained was the difference in how far he could fly.

Besides, the true power of the siege mace has never been revealed, and this time it is just the right time for Riele to see it! Siegel flicked his arm and used the ability of plasma conversion to activate the mace, causing it to rush towards the goblins with an unstoppable momentum. The black mace and the black staff collided together, and the huge shock wave formed a substantial wind pressure, causing the skeleton body of Siegel to take three steps backwards.

The goblin was even more miserable, and was directly knocked out, hitting the ceiling in the blink of an eye, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and falling to the ground with a thud. The staff formed a U-shape and flicked on the hard stone floor with a final crunch. The breath of life disappeared again, and the goblin lost his breath like the old man Liele before.

Unleashing the furnace of the Mir Energy Core, Siegel hurried to replenish the energy of the skeleton's body. Since it has already undergone elemental polymer modifications, it is much more complicated and expensive to activate the mace with plasma energy than in the past. Skeletons that lose energy will become very fragile and less resistant to physical attacks or spells. And in the previous engagement, the power of the black rod to dispel the elements also caused Siegel to lose most of his protective spells, and now it can't be taken lightly, who knows if Riele will appear again?

It had been several days since he had closed his eyes, and Siegel was actually very tired. Relying on the replenishment of magic potions, he was able to keep his mind clear and his mind focused. He had already expected the situation in front of him, and it was simply wishful thinking to easily distinguish the winner from the loser. Even if he killed Liel twice, it would only be the beginning of the whole battle.

The Sage of Mother Earth has been shattered hundreds of times, and she still has the power to slowly resurrect. Although Liele is not a saint body, in this kingdom of God, his reappearance ability is certainly no worse than that halfling. If nothing else, let's talk about the magic academy's ability to go back in time, maybe it can provide hundreds of resurrections.

The only thing that can decide the outcome is Shenhuo. Siegel gathered up his mood and strode towards the crystal that was holding the divine fire.

"He lied to you. A voice rang out from behind Siegel, in a gentle tone, like a nightingale. "Siegel, the only result you can get to touch the Divine Fire is to be burned to death. I don't ask for anything else, you can die if you want, please put the dice aside and don't hurt the pond fish. (To be continued.) )