The fact that elemental aggregates were able to expand on their own had bothered Siegel, and he had never figured out why. Even if the aggregate is placed in an isolated space, such as a space bag or key space, it will still grow at the same rate.

Not only the volume, but also the total amount of energy it contains is constantly increasing. These sources of steady energy were a new mystery to Siegel that puzzled him.

On the other hand, elemental aggregates store a lot of energy with great efficiency, enough for Siegel to use on a daily basis.

"Dorne, you're pathetic. Siegel let the elemental aggregate levitate over his chest, then slid his hand over it. The power of the four elements wrapped around his fingers and converged on the tips of his index fingers to form an iridescent ball of light. He said, "You are not a human, a ghost, but a monster infused with evil energy. If you don't repent quickly and then give up the evil energy, death will be your only fate. ”

"Isn't death your fate? sooner or later, little mage, it will come unexpectedly. Dorn laughed, then raised his hand and shot a flame of holy power, burning the mage's sword. "It's a pity that I'm not as skilled as you in spells, but the power bestowed on me by the great gods is far superior to yours. You will soon be burned in the sacred flames!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the emblem and used his ability to control the undead creatures. A flash of ripples swept across Siegel's skeletal body, but to no avail. Siegel continued to absorb energy from the elemental aggregate, brewing powerful spells at his fingertips.

Dorn didn't understand why controlling the undead didn't work, but he wasn't stupid enough to keep trying. As he shouted the name of God. Summons a path that falls from the void. The holy flame that hit the top of Siegel's head. The mage raised his free hand. A knock on the defensive staff calls for the power of the spell's reflection.

A milky white shield blocks the flame and turns it towards Dorne. The flames from the God of Murder do not harm the followers of the God of Murder, but they still scare Dorne by surprise. He gasped for a few breaths and took the look in Siegel's eyes as mockery, waving his remaining arm in exasperation. His shouts filled the entire passage: "O great god of murder, please give me the power to destroy this skeleton and make me your strongest weapon!"

When the divine power awakens from the depths of his soul. He burst into tears and fell into bliss. Siegel shook his head, thinking of the people who were controlled by the Tranquility Circle, how could it be the same result. He raised his hand, pointed his index finger at Dorne, and whispered, "Destroy, weird." ”

A rainbow-colored ray silently struck Dorne's body without warning, opening a fist-sized hole in his chest. If it weren't for the colorful afterimages remaining in the air, I'm afraid Dorn wouldn't have known the reality of his hit. He bowed his head. I looked at the wound with some surprise. It was a perfectly hemispherical cavity, with no signs of heat, corrosion, cutting or other external forces. The things in that area simply disappeared, erased from the world.

Dorn tried to squirm to fill the void, but his body didn't feel like a piece was missing at all, so he didn't listen to the command at all. Siegel tilted his head, put his right index finger in front of his eye in an aiming pose, and said, "I've gradually mastered the use of disintegration rays, thank you." ”

One after another, iridescent rays of light mixed with the four veins of divine arrows and disintegrating ray spells shot out, causing wound after wound on Dorne's body. The priest calls for divine protection, but it seems that nothing can stop the ray's attack, and he tries to fight back with divine magic, but is also dissolved by the ray. The mass of the gummy body was decreasing, and Dorn was soon unable to support his body, and collapsed to the ground completely. In desperation, he applied the anti-magic force field to himself, which blocked the flying spell.

"I'm going to recover and get up again!"

"Seeh!" Siegel said disdainfully, "You were infused with divine power to become what you are now, and the anti-magic force field will invalidate all spells, so you better pay attention to your body first." ”

If you manipulate mana that does not belong to you without the corresponding knowledge and skills, this will be the end. A blind, dazzling bolt of lightning exploded from the anti-magic force field and slammed into Siegel's shield, pushing him flat back a meter. But instead of thunder, Dorne's screams followed.

The cry of pain made Siegel shudder, but he still calmly watched as Dorne ushered in his end.

Lightning exploded through Dorne's body, and his collapsed body could no longer store divine power, turning him into an ever-exploding spell staff. The anti-magic field worked hard to suppress the explosion and dampen its damage to its surroundings, but for Dorn at the center, he didn't take any less damage.

The priest was helplessly trapped in a paralyzed body and an anti-magic force field, unable to do anything. The lightning of the explosion was followed by flames, inch by inch devouring his body that had been flipped from the inside out. Ever since he had the body of the clay, Dorne had only been able to get the pain from his wife, but how could the pain weakened by spells compare to the real thing?

His defeat was inevitable, so the god of murder took away the divine favor and abandoned him in the fire. Internal organs and other organs reappeared in the clay's body, which immediately became the raw material for the flames, causing Dorn even more pain. He twisted his neck frantically, shook his head, and let out a terrible scream, but he couldn't die.

The anti-magic force field dissipated as the divine power vanished, and Siegel watched the struggling Dorn from afar. He has always believed that the slow process of experiencing death is a gift, and that the pain in it is a compliment. Now that he had tasted the bitter fruits, the sensations from his natural body had made him doubt this theory.

He did not dare to doubt it, because that would mean being abandoned by the god of murder, and there would be no place for the soul after death. While enduring his pain, he prayed to the god of murder, singing the praises of his greatness and his strength.

He saw Siegel out of the corner of his eye, the words of praise interrupted, and his trembling lips seemed to say something different. Siegel didn't say a word. Expressionlessly, he waited for him to speak. As long as he opens his mouth and begs for mercy. Then use the Four Veins Divine Arrow to give him a quick and painless death.

The mage thought that Dorne's current state was the god of murder's punishment for his defeat. But there is another reason. In order to be able to keep his wife from being injured and not dying, and to be able to share the sensations from her brain, Dorn has been taking the viscous potion prepared by Master Reece with her. The gum does not suffer any side effects, but it allows him to avoid death in the event of a serious injury.

Regardless of whether Dorne knew the reason for his current situation, he finally did not dare to beg for mercy and continued to recite the praise of the god of murder. Siegel didn't want to look any further, so he summoned a flame wolf with the remaining elements condensed on his finger and asked him to guard it here. I returned to the teleportation room.

The teleportation array has ceased to work, and the Sage of the God of Murder has left the place completely.

The battle in the stronghold shouldn't be over yet, but there shouldn't be any more surprises. Those gelatinous warriors will not be a match for the elven army, even if they play at a super level, but there is also a Heim army behind them equipped with plasma repeating crossbows. As for Evan and the others, if the Elven Sage can't even protect a few of them, then what's the use?

Just as he was thinking about the Elven Sage, he suddenly appeared beside Siegel. Siegel blinked, as if sensing something strange. In the past, the Elven Sage came and went without a trace, appearing and disappearing without any warning. But this time Siegel discovered a special wave of the element. It's faint, but it's definitely a spell to artificially break the space. It seems that the power of God still needs to obey the rules of this world. That's the rules of the elements and magic.

"You said I had to choose between saving my companions and coming to the teleportation array, and now I've done both. ”

"If you don't go to Evan, you'll be able to see the teleportation array turned on. With your intelligence, you must have the ability to follow in, and you will know more. For now, we still don't know anything about the other strongholds of the God of Murder. The Elven Sage spoke the brutal truth in a gentle and beautiful Elven language: "The clue is broken here. ”

"But we have this circle, we can find out how to use it, where it leads, and where it has been. Siegel pointed to the runes on the ground and said to the elf, "The clue is right in front of you, why do you say he is broken?"

"Only the priest of the God of Murder can open this circle, and where it can lead is entirely dependent on the will of the God of Murder. The Elven Sage said, "You can also see that this is completely different from the mage's teleportation circle. To put it simply, this is just a manifestation of God's will and power, and there is no possibility of reappearance at all. ”

"Any force that wants to operate in the world must obey the laws of this world. ”

"God is also the law of this world, and it is a law that you cannot touch. The Elven Sage said, "Siegel, I have no intention of arguing with you about the relationship between divine power and magic, just as it is impossible for a mage to communicate with a druid about animals and plants, and there is no way to resurrect others without divine power. No one can do it, not even you. ”

"Even me?" Siegel saw that the expression on the Elven Sage's face kept changing, one red and one blue, as if there was a colored light shining in his body. Then he saw the faint sign of spatial teleportation again, and the Elven Sage actually tried to escape!

There must be something going on that I don't know. Siegel contemplated, mobilized the power of the elements, forcibly inserted the violent elemental structure into the teleportation magic, and then grabbed the wrist of the elven sage. The Elven Sage was very surprised, his eyes widened and he said, "You are actually able to interfere with our spell casting?"

"There is too much hidden information in your words, hurry up and explain it!" Siegel grabbed his wrist and stared at the incarnation of the elven god with his eyes: "I think you know everything, but you deliberately hide it!"

The Elven Sage stopped breaking free of his wrist and took a deep breath to calm the changing color on his face. He closed his eyes, his lips twitching, as if communicating with others. When he opened his eyes, he let out a long sigh and said, "I said the wrong thing, some punishments must be endured, and some damage must be remedied. Siegel, if you don't ask me any more questions, I can help you try to reproduce this teleportation array and see where it leads. ”

"Really, you're not going to lie to me?" Siegel didn't let go.

"Who do you think I am, mortal?" said the Elven Sage, "accept this condition, or I would rather dissipate the world." ”

Siegel thought for a moment and let go of his hand, "I'll be keeping an eye on you, and you'd better not try to destroy this teleportation array." ”

The Elven Sage ignored him. (To be continued.) )