Naturally, the Sage did not die so easily, and from the charred corpse remains, the insects split and wriggled and merged, the orcs regenerated flesh and blood, and the two people stood up tremblingly. At this time, Siegel was the only one in front of them, and even the dwarf Koko was sent back to a relatively safe personal room.

Chanem looked at Siegel, his face as calm as water, and he didn't say a word. His fingers rubbed lightly over the robe on the outside of his thighs, from where he could pull out the quenched dagger at any moment. The orc mage didn't have such a good temper, and roared angrily at the sky.

A gust of wind erupted from him, sweeping the ground violently and furiously, sweeping the grass, soft mushrooms, and small flowers into the air. A layer of bright silver fluorescence emanated from the outside of the magic tower and the rooms where everyone lived, blocking the air current.

Chanem swayed in the wind, his body blown away like black smoke, but quickly reunited unscathed when the wind quieted down. He is a shadow, how can a shadow that moves with light be hurt by the wind?Siegel has no such convenient ability, although he can control the flow of the elements, he is still forced to take many steps back, until he lifts the star dust and cuts through the wind in front of him.

"Bastard boy, we will be attacked as soon as we reach the fourth floor, and we will not be able to move forward at all! Did you already know this?!" The orc spat on the ground and said viciously, "If we can't go up to the top floor, why should we listen to your waste of time?"

He glanced at Chanem beside him and snorted, "It's better to kill you all, and then you can naturally go up and down." ”

"It's quite possible. Siegel nodded, "You two are not the same as us mortals. I wouldn't be surprised to say that some god has set restrictions here specifically for you. As a matter of fact. You've been able to stay here until now. Actually, it's the weirdest thing about me. ”

"Little bastard. You despise me!" the orcs rushed forward without warning, their fists raised in their hands filled with the power of magic, and the four elements combined with great power came to Siegel like the overwhelming force of the mountains.

"Don't try to run away unless you're a coward!"

Siegel turned slightly to one side, and the sword and staff spun together, like leaves swirling in the wind, fluttering away the charging boar. Stardust slammed the orc's shoulder. The orb of frost spells fired from the staff hit the orc's back, but it had no lethal power.

"You are the pace of the elves and the combat skills of the dwarves!" The orc sage was well-informed, and naturally saw both techniques at a glance. Both elves and dwarves are at odds with the orcs, and the experience accumulated from the 10,000-year war is integrated into the martial arts, which is well targeted to the orcs' way of action.

"As an orc sage, you can learn magic, but unfortunately you can never learn elven steps and dwarven combat skills. Siegel dodged his fists as he waited for an opportunity to fight back. The current situation is that the orc sage can't help Siegel, but Siegel can't hurt him either. Orcs have always had strong physiques and thick skin, and orc sages have taken it to a certain extent. Unless Siegel comes up with a heavy siege weapon, he won't even be able to cut the skin.

"Subject to the rules. Conditioned by divine powers, you will always have something that you cannot learn. This is fatal to the priesthood of knowledge! If I were it, I would resist you. Siegel slammed the truth in his face, because for an orc in battle, it was the only effective way to communicate. "Don't you understand, it is impossible for the two of you to obtain the final inheritance from the beginning! It is impossible for the priesthood to fall on your heads, at least not in the body of a saint! If you have the ability, you can launch a divine war! Let the great god of the orcs descend to earth!"

"Bastard, you're still trying to set a trap to harm me!" the Orc Sage grew angrier and angrier, but he found that he couldn't go berserk no matter what, and he couldn't bring out the strongest power in his body. He can make his eyes red, he can make his muscles bulge and tremble at high speed, but he just can't make a fury.

"If I could go berserk, you'd be dead by now! I'd cinch your tiny skull and crush it to slag! I'd leave nothing left! I'd scatter your soul like blowing out a candle!"

"Yes, yes, you're right, but you can't do it!" Siegel flashed in succession, dodging the orc's left and right slashes, shuttling back and forth from one end of the square to the other. "I know you can summon orc spirits and use shamanic priests' spells, and I know you can summon flames from the sky with a single thought, but now you can only use elemental flames. Fool, don't you know where this is? You're just a sage, and without the realm of God, you can only be suppressed, killed, and suppressed like a lame pig! Where has your common sense gone, you can't focus on controlling the elements when you're furious, you can't cast spells, do you understand?"

The orc sage didn't speak this time, just shouted "Ahhh Siegel knew he was venting his anger. As an orc, he only had one way to vent his life: fighting. Confident in his hand-to-hand combat abilities - at least much better than other mages - Siegel decided to withstand the attack himself in order to avoid causing too much damage.

"This is the Academy of Magic, where spells are given preferential treatment and flesh is suppressed, and mage battles are like this. Once again, he used illusion to trick the orcs, using elven steps to quickly distance himself. If it weren't for the inability to use spells like flying and any gate here, Siegel would have used mobility to his advantage.

"You can't recruit a helper, but I can!" Siegel waved his staff: summoning the Elemental Legion. The Academy's highly active elemental environment makes this spell especially powerful, with various elemental creatures constantly appearing in the clearing. Earth and water elementals line up on the ground, charging like mudslides. The air and fire elements fly in the air, and they do not fly with the help of magical powers, so they do not fall to the ground due to the limitations of magic. Siegel ordered a qi elemental to fly into the sky with him in his arms, and then gave the order to attack.

The orc sage was immediately overwhelmed by the surging elemental frenzy. It was very difficult to kill him, and it was impossible to do it with a single Elemental Legion spell. But it was not difficult to make him embarrassed, and the ground war orc, who only had his hands and feet, immediately fell into the trouble of being besieged.

The big scimitar forms a whirlwind. Chopping it on the Earth elemental's body will bring down large chunks of dirt. However, it is of little use against the other three non-solid enemies. The orcs roared. Pulled out his real weapon: the Orc Double-Headed Axe. The two axe blades doubled their power, carrying him in and out of the warband.

Judging from the current situation, within ten minutes, the Orc Sage would be able to deal with the more than fifty elemental creatures in front of him. But if he can't solve the problem of flying, he won't be able to hurt Siegel in mid-air, and he will eventually lose the victory in the battle. Maybe the orc sage was busy fighting and didn't think of this, but Chanem on the side could see it clearly.

He teleported Siegel, "Is there a way you can solve the problem that we can't go up to the fourth floor?"

Because there is a powerful six-armed lamp god who can use the power of the Destruction Rule, the fourth floor is a threshold. On that level, they could only fight according to the rules of the Lamp God, so the two Sages did not have an advantage at all.

One level further up is the Crystal Ball Room. The power of prophecy is stored there, and that is Chanem's goal. Although the Lord of the Rings didn't feel the presence of divine power at all on that level, it was hard to guarantee whether Chanem had the ability to draw enough power from the crystal ball to accomplish his original goal.

"The Six-Armed Lamp God is also one of the objects of my research, and I already have some eyebrows, but it is still a long way from ensuring that it is solved. Siegel said to Chanem, "I don't see any signs of tampering with it yet, so I haven't decided whether or not to crack it." The two of you are in a special situation, and there is one question to consider: should you destroy this lamp god at the risk that everything might be in vain in the end, so that you can have a chance to go to higher places, or should you trust my credibility and wait for me to fulfill the promise of the agreement?"

Chanem smiled. He was quick to respond: "Of course I believe you." By all accounts, you're the one with the best chance of winning. ”

"Have you really thought it through. Chanem: Think about it, don't regret it when the time comes, and make the scene not look good at all. Siegel didn't dare to believe him easily, so he asked. Through this attitude, he can also let Chanem know that he is not perfunctory, so as to better stabilize the impulse of the murderous saint.

"I've heard about what you did in the Goblin Wars, and I've heard about the conflict between you and that person, so I'm still confident in you, and even if we give up, you'll stick to it. Chanem nodded and said, "I'm not like this stupid orc, I'm much more sane than him." ”

"Thank you, it takes the strength of each and every one of us to accomplish the goal. "Siegel is constantly summoning the Elemental Legion to replenish the consumption caused by the Orc Sage.

It was an earth-shattering battle, and the shouts of the legion never stopped, and the sound of weapons and bodies intersecting made people's ears calloused. After more than three hours of fierce battles, the orc sage finally roared angrily, shook the elements around him back a step, and took the opportunity to say to Siegel: "Bastard mage, retreat these thugs of yours, I'm tired of it, I don't want to fight anymore!"

At this time, the orc sage was already covered in blood, and his body was covered with various wounds, and he looked very miserable. But in fact, these wounds are only superficial, and in fact they are not that dangerous. Since he can't go berserk in the Academy of Magic, the Orc Sage's bloodthirsty rage can't be used recently. This blood could have been turned into armor, giving the orcs never-ending physical energy.

Siegel landed cautiously, the elemental warriors still separating him from the orcs. "Enough fighting, really enough?" Siegel asked tentatively.

"It's these four elemental creatures over and over again, they don't even have blood, and after they are torn, they only have mouths full of sand, what is there to fight!" The orc sage snorted coldly: "I just moved my hands and feet and ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a black dagger sprang out of his heart and jerked back. Chanem held an obsidian dagger and attacked the orc's back, and the Sage's tough skin was as fragile as paper at this time. There was no way to regenerate, there was no way to be reborn, and the orc sage immediately sensed that something was wrong. He tried to turn around and grab Chanem and pinch the insidious assassin to death, but the Sage of the God of Murder was always out of his sight and reach, always in the shadows of his back.

"No! don't kill him!" Siegel knew it was broken when he saw the obsidian dagger. He shouted loudly, but met Chanem's cold gaze. (To be continued.) )