In just one thought, Siegel turned himself into a skeleton. The rapier pierced the robe, passing between the third and fourth ribs until it pierced the cloak behind it. Siegel opened his mouth and let out a silent maniacal laugh, and the shaking mandibles with the flames jumping in the skull's eyes made the whole scene seem terrifying.

The half-elves were horrified, but the screams were absorbed by the silent runes. He tried to draw his rapier, but Siegel writhed violently. Holding back the pain from his bones, he twisted the rapier from Hai'an's hand with his spine and ribs. At the same time, he kicked the half-elf in the chest, and drew the caught sword.

Haian staggered back a few steps, then flapped his wings sharply. He wants to take the opportunity to fly into the sky and distance himself from Siegel. Just let this stupid boy stay within the silent barrier, and he can strike from a distance.

Siegel leaped to his feet and grabbed Hayan's ankle. The half-elf kicked and pounded hard, trying to shake the mage off. A burst of earth elemental power was transmitted from the ankle, quickly flowing through the body of the half-elven dragonborn.

What kind of spell is this? Hai An was still in doubt, and he found that he was forcibly transformed. The dragon's wings turned to mud, and his body became soft and sticky, and he could no longer fly. Seeing that the "Soft Mud Form" spell was effective, Siegel immediately let go of his hand and rolled on the ground to unload his force, while avoiding the range of the "Mud Monster Hai'an" falling.

Mud monsters do not have a fixed form, and can easily traverse narrow caves and crevices. However, those who are forced to turn into mud monsters are unable to perform martial arts, let alone use spell poses. Coupled with the Silent Rune, Haian completely lost his ability to cast spells.

The most common attack of the Mud Monster is to roll up the enemy's treasure. Kill it with powerful digestive power. But Haian is a slender half-elf. The mud monsters he turned into were only a small bunch. It's still far from the volume needed to wrap Siegel. And he couldn't move as fast as he did when he had legs, and it was impossible for him to keep up with Siegel's speed.

This spell won't last long, but it's enough for Siegel to do some tricks. He carved dwarven runes in the air, commanding the surrounding dirt to gather into long columns according to his will. Although this twisting and transformation would not hurt the "mud monster Haian", Siegel then swung his long sword and cut the long cylinder into seven sections.

The Silence Rune dissipates at this time. Voices reappear in this area. Then Siegel was heard slamming a dirt cylinder out of the way, cursing as he scattered the mud monsters trying to reconnect. Although Haian didn't feel the pain now, he knew very well what would happen if he didn't come together before the Transfiguration was over.

Siegel certainly wouldn't let him get his wish, and an ice wall separated the north and south ends of the courtyard. Hai An felt the process of the spell gradually subsiding in despair, and manipulated the only remaining body to nod to Siegel constantly, sending a signal begging for mercy.

But this half-elf mage knows too much of Siegel's secrets, elemental rune guards, undead transformations, and dwarven runes, so Siegel won't spare his life. "Keeping secrets is a mage's greatest reliance," Siegel said softly. The Ooze Morph Morph Technique was then lifted.

Hai'an's body turned into meat sauce, and blood and water filled the yard. The brutal death made Siegel sick to his stomach. He leapt onto the ice wall, avoiding the blood and indistinguishable body remains on the ground, and then quietly cast an earth elemental spell that turned the ground around him and buried flesh fertilizer deep into the ground.

It was as if hundreds of earthworms were turning the ground together, and soon the courtyard was cleaned - but all the vegetation on the surface was buried in the soil, and the yard was all freshly turned up. Siegel lifted the ice wall and landed to the ground with ease.

A silvery-white leaf fell and landed on top of the new earth. Siegel picked it up and pocketed it. It was this fallen leaf that made Siegel suspicious. Siegel walked all the way down the trail, around the supposedly undying Tree of New Hope, and saw plants that had overcome the changing seasons and never seen a single fallen leaf. Apparently the elves are very concerned about the maintenance of these trees to keep them in the best condition at all times. But here in Hai'an, the Tree of Magic Patterns has dropped its leaves, and even the magic fluctuations on it have become weak.

An elf who has lived here for a long time will not let his own magic tree lose its leaves.

Since then, Siegel has been wary. Despite Haian's near-invulnerability, the initial seeds of doubt have been sprouting in Siegel's heart. The half-elf's words made sense, and his analytical skills were unprecedented, but the contempt for the elves and all living beings in his language could still be heard. Siegel decided to take a risk and found danger.

He examined the woman who was still lying on her stomach on the bushes, still unconscious, but judging by her breathing, it was fine. Her memories were crudely altered by the spells of the Knox Fellowship, the unique magical imprint that Siegel would not recognize.

"You can continue to sleep here for a while. Siegel turned and entered the half-elf's dwelling. There is only one room inside, the kitchen and bedroom are one. The house was furnished with simple furniture and was very clean and there was not a trace of dust. The clothes of the two people were neatly stacked in the bedside cabinet, exuding the unique scent of clean clothes.

But under Siegel's detection magic, it's a different story: the locks of the wardrobe have elemental spells attached to them, and if they are opened rashly, they will be burned by the flames, there is an alarm under the drawer of the desk that will notify the owner of the arrival of a thief, and if someone checks the basket hanging from the beam, it will trigger a mechanism by the fireplace, and the poison powder will fall into the burning flames, and the poisonous gas will solve the thieves in the house.

Using spells to suppress spells, Siegel continued to cast dissolving spells throughout the room, dismantling the traps one by one. Although the spell ability of the half-elf is higher than that of Siegel, the spells he sets can only be held on, and cannot change status and counterattack. After confirming that the room was safe, Siegel opened the cabinets and drawers and turned the contents out.

There was nothing in the cabinet except a money bag.

The half-elves were very cautious, setting traps but not storing anything that could arouse suspicion. Or those items that are always on him as a mage. But the Ooze Transfiguration destroyed the structure of those items. Especially the swords that Siegel slashed off the ooze monsters. Ended up ruining the possibility of item reunion. As a result, he could not find any loot.

Outside the room, there was finally a fluctuation of magic, and I don't know if it was the elven mage or the priest. Siegel hurriedly took out a spell book of the Knox Guild from his space bag - he had seized it in Bacon Town for a long time, and he had read it thoroughly, and all the spells had been imprinted in his mind. He weighed the weight of the book and walked out.

The priests of the Temple of the Moon and the mages of the Academy of Arts joined forces, and the light of the detection spell enveloped the entire courtyard. Ripples of magic like essence swept across Siegel's body like waves, removing all spells from him. Siegel narrowed his eyes and saw the elves' hair and eyes reflected with the sparkling starlight in the courtyard. With the blessing of the power of the spell, it exudes a hazy temperament. An elf wears metal armor, the insignia of the moon god is engraved on his breastplate, and an exaggerated curved scimitar hangs behind him. The other was dressed in a silver-white mage robe, with small balls of light of the same color floating around his body, and his golden hair was windless and automatically fluttering slowly in mid-air.

Both of them belonged to the kind of fairies with handsome faces and beards, and it was difficult to tell their age. Siegel tucked the spell book under his arm, spread his hands and walked out: "I am the official mage of the Mage Federation, Siegel Squid. There was no malice in coming to Isloris. ”

The Elven Priest nodded, and sprinkled the Moon God's blessing on the area. All evil will be hidden. Siegel exudes a soft silver-white glow, and the patronus of the elves believes that he has a kind and friendly soul.

"What are you doing here in Isloris?" the elven priest asked, "Have you ever seen an evil undead?"

Sure enough, it was the transformation of skeletons that alarmed the enchantment of the Elven Forest, and this place full of life would never allow the appearance of necromancers. Siegel was about to say what he meant, but at this moment he was alerted: the Knox Guild had sent wizards to Isloris, and there was no guarantee that they would have no other eyeliners, who could be trusted?

"I'm here to learn and to visit the master. Siegel changed his words, "I didn't expect to meet a mage here who was trying to control my mind, so there was a fight. The undead he summoned revolted and killed him. ”

Siegel handed the Knox Guild's spellbook to the Elven Priest and said, "This is his spell book, which may help you better understand his evil spells." ”

The Elven Priest took the book with a look of surprise on his face, followed by a feeling of disgust. It was a warning from the moon god to keep him away from the evil power of the spell. He handed the book to the blonde-haired mage beside him.

"I've heard the name Siegel Squid, and you're not just a mage, you're a lord of the South. The blonde elf took the spell book and flipped through a few pages at random, his brow furrowed, as if he had been struck by some of the spell fragments inside.

"Welcome away to Isloris. The elven mage said, "I will take this book to the Academy of Arts, and if it contains evil and twisted articles, it will be destroyed." As for the purpose of your visit, I'm afraid I can't allow you to study at the Academy of Arts. As you may already know, the Academy is only open to elves. ”

Siegel nodded, then said, "Can I exchange some magic scrolls then?"

"There's no problem with that. The elven mage closed Knox's spell book, then slowly stepped back, handing over his speech to the Lunar Temple Priest.

"In Lower Eslasa," the elven priest said, gesturing to the human girl still lying in the bushes, "I'll take her to treatment and ask what happened." You can't leave the town of Isloris until you've investigated it clearly. ”

"Then can I ask you to find my elf master?"

"Who?"

"Leah Amasasia, an elven ranger. (To be continued......)

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