One after another was repaired, and then sent out of Siegel's room, and soon he was the only one left inside, and his lamp god. Siegel paused, sat on the ground, spread his hands out, and spent three minutes meditating, combing through the entire plan from beginning to end.

He then took the Ring, kept all the Magic Crystals handy, and took out a strange-looking crossbow from the space pouch and hung it around his waist. Since the beginning of the popularity of firearms, a series of equipment such as crossbows and longbows have gradually been eliminated, but as an important weapon made by Siegel at the earliest, the plasma repeating crossbow, he still has a deep affection.

With all kinds of scrolls, potions, wands, and bits and pieces of knick-knacks in place, it's a battle that must be fought with all your might. Being able to be prepared is already the best situation. Finally, it was Siegel's turn to attack, instead of passively neutralizing Riele again and again, as in the past.

After calming down, Siegel began to modify the last of the lamp gods.

The tower has become a mess, and Chanem hides back in the room to cover his three dumb clones, and a serious conflict breaks out with Anna. One envelops itself in shadow to avoid destruction by a tidal wave of magic, while the other rains down like a storm of rage, raining down lightning and flames.

The half-dragon is nowhere to be found, but it is estimated that he is already in the magic tower. The dwarf Koko is protected by his Golem legion and tries to avoid the battlefields of battle. The energy turbulence that had been bounced off hit the Mithril Golem and re-disintegrated into its most basic elements had no effect at all.

On the other side are the dwarves. Holding a protective magic rune alof. Defend against raging magical energy. Looks like his magic protection is even worse. Despite sticking to the outer mountain wall, the dwarf staggered and staggered.

Chanem's transformed shadow wriggled like black cement, slowly advancing against the ground. Despite being bombarded with spells and torn apart, the cement is always able to reunite and never take fatal damage.

Inch by inch, no matter how hard she tried, Anna couldn't stop the trend. Eventually, the shadow crept up on the door of the room. Then I saw a man curled up in the body being thrown in. The elf let out a long sigh and put away the spell, or rather transferred the energy of the magic to the defense.

The shadows didn't stop wriggling, but piled up and changed back into Chanem's form. He licked his lips, shook his finger at Anna, made a silent gesture, and walked straight to the magic tower.

"It's not just three fools to kill to free up a spot. Anna called out to Chanem, "You can never stop Liel from coming!

"Of course we know that you're just a simple shell. The spell just now is already your most powerful power level. Chanem's footsteps didn't stop, and his voice kept drifting: "Outside." You're a good mage, but in Siegel's and my opinion, you're not strong enough to compete. ”

He kicked open the door of the magic tower, allowing the lamp god to reveal the steps. "Go fix the Magic Tower! Open all the passages within your authority. He scolded in a stern tone: "You've been lazy for too long, it's time to get to work!"

The lamp god nodded, and while strictly enforcing the order, he cursed and vented his dissatisfaction. But this dissatisfaction is not directed at Chanem, but at the heavy workload.

Chanem walked up step by step and saw the half-dragon man on the fifth layer. His hand was on the crystal ball, and he was using his mind to communicate with the powerful magical object. The three figures are one, but no mirror killer appears.

Chanem's arrival startled him, causing the half-dragon man to turn his eyes with only the whites of his eyes. He was still wandering in the world, and the rivers of past, present, and future flowed within his body, gradually submerging his body and beginning to overflow outward. The milky white liquid slowly overflowed from the corners of the eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth, and you could vaguely feel the characteristics of the holy power. The half-dragon man began to spasm, his breathing was no longer voluntary, and his heartbeat was like a rapid drumbeat. Hot blood began to seep out of the pores.

"Stupid, is that so easy to withstand?" Chanem snorted contemptuously, then jerked him over and separated him from the crystal ball. "You can't die now, we'll talk about it later. He stepped over his trembling body and stood in front of the crystal ball.

"Let me see what the power of prophecy is!" he put his hand up.

The light, the myriad of rapidly flickering rays that make up the river, burrowed into its eyes. Each light represents a scene, a scene that is very important for history and the future. One choice after another leads to different outcomes, bifurcating the river of time into countless tributaries, which are endless.

"There are countless futures, but I want the one that will become a reality, the only one!" Chanem focused, the power of prophecy is to remove the infinite number of tributaries and finally eliminate the last outcome. "I want to know what kind of development will happen to the Academy of Magic in the future, don't show me the rest!"

It must be controlled, concentrate on controlling the crystal ball, and only let the power know who is the master, otherwise it will definitely be swallowed by the backlash. As a Sage, Chanem knew this well and had the skills to do so. He continued to learn and adapt in preparation for the prophetic priesthood and divine powers.

The white light began to spread to his body, but it could not be completely wrapped. Black shadows poured out, evenly matched with the white light. There are advances and retreats between the two, giving Chanem plenty of time to appreciate and adjust. Gradually, the shadows were able to reinforce themselves from the white light, and the color began to change from pure black to rich gray.

Footsteps came from the stairs and were heard by the perceptive Chanem. He let go of his hand, but didn't let the white light go. The shadow swooped down like a hungry tiger, biting at the power and greedily swallowing down. There was a look of surprise on his face, as he clearly felt that his power in planning had been greatly strengthened.

It was the dwarf who walked up, looking very careful to probe his brain. "Doesn't this crystal ball kill?" he asked.

"If you meet someone who has no self-control, you will die if you touch it long enough. Chanem pointed to the half-dragon man on the ground: "This is the best example, a fool who does not measure himself!"

"Siegel said that the crystal ball will make clones, and the endless pursuit and killing are all lies?"

Chanem smiled but didn't answer, but the meaning of his expression was obvious. The dwarf stomped his foot, "I know that humans can't be trusted, he still lied to everyone!Insect mage, how many points do you have left, do you want to go up to the sixth floor?"

"I'm running out of points, and I'm already happy with this tier. Chanem placed one hand on the crystal ball and the other on the dagger sleeve at his waist. "Do you want to stay with me?"

"Of course not, we don't have any contradictions, and I respect your desire to be alone. The dwarf held the rune tightly in his palm and began to climb to the sixth floor. "Fighting affects profits, doesn't it?"

"Very smart and realistic. Chanem watched as the dwarven figure disappeared down the steps, "but also stupid, always thinking that he was right, stubbornly not wanting to listen to other people's advice." ”

Sure enough, after a while, the dwarf rolled down from above, and the lower half of his body had turned to stone, I don't know if it was Medusa or the petrified lizard who did the good thing. If it weren't for the natural toughness of the physique and the protection of magic runes, this petrification would not have stayed just below the waist.

The dwarf hurriedly took out a scroll from the space bag, opened it with a shaky thread, and then began to chant. The yellow light flashed away, and the petrified lower body began to unseal. After a while, the dwarf's legs were bent again, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

All of this is consistent with what Chanem foresaw through the crystal ball, even down to the smallest detail. This feeling is many times better than making a plan and then giving it back when it goes wrong, and a kind of pride in the world is born.

"If you can go, go down and stay there, don't come up and bother me. Chanem was trying to see his future as far as he could, which he believed would help him continue to improve his adaptability to the priesthood and divine powers. This is an indispensable step in absorbing the divine fire, and all the processes must be gradual and gradual, and there is only one result of suddenly embracing the divine fire, that is, being exploded and burned to death.

There were a lot of tricks in the process of adaptation, and he told Siegel about a small part of them. Anyway, through some means, Siegel will definitely be able to understand the danger of ascension and will find a way to solve this problem. Wouldn't it seem insincere if he didn't say it? Chanem took the initiative to explain some methods, but they were all the most basic and safe, but the most inefficient and time-consuming methods. It's enough to receive the fire of the lower gods, but it's like building a dam out of dead branches to try to stop the tides of a powerful force like the gods of magic, knowledge, and prophecy.

Siegel just needs to be able to hold on for a few seconds to live up to Chanem's expectations. When he finds that he can't bear it anymore, with a little guidance, Siegel will understand that tearing the divine fire into small pieces is the only way to live. Chanem taught Siegel the best and quickest way to split the Divine Fire, just to make sure he could do it all in a matter of seconds.

As for what will happen after that, whether Siegel will be burned to death by the remaining divine fire, this is not within the scope of Chanem's concern. After absorbing a small part of it first and completing the transformation of the body, if there is still a divine fire left at that time, Chanem will not be polite.

With a smile on his face, he continued to peek into the crystal ball. A vision of the future came into his eyes, revealing an important fragment to him: the statue of the mage guarding the end of the cloud passage collapsed with a bang, and a portal appeared on the platform. Riele walked in angrily with the Archmage's Staff in his hand. His body was eerily translucent, shh After seeing the gnome Koko behind the golem, Liel killed him with a single spell, and the golems did not fulfill their duty of protection at all.

Subsequently, his body went from translucent to staring until it was completely back to normal. He shouted angrily, "Siegel, get out!"

The picture then stops, leaving nothing but endless darkness behind. The last image Chanem saw about the future was a pair of eyes, staring into the pure white eyes of his Liel. (To be continued.) )