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The so-called regular hexahedron is actually a cube, which is very suitable for making dice.

After Chen Xiu put on protective clothing and a protective mask, he took the regular hexahedron source stone and the corresponding tools and ran away a little to prevent the source stone dust that fell when carving the numbers from contaminating the camp.

The structure of Originium before activation is quite stable, so it does not require too much care when processing it.

Chen Xiu quickly made a simple source stone dice. He had never been involved in carving before, and the numbers carved on the edges were crooked and not very beautiful.

If you think about it carefully, it seems easier to mark than to carve numbers.

However, whether it looks good or not does not affect its practicality, not to mention that it is originally a transitional item.

Chen Xiu couldn't wait to activate the energy in the source stone dice and throw it out.

The Originium dice spun around on the ground a few times before finally rolling out three.

But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

Chen Xiu scratched his head, bent down and picked up the source stone dice.

I felt that I was using it incorrectly, so I decided to try a different way.

If rolling the dice is to make a judgment, then it is always necessary to make clear what is being judged.

So, Chen Xiu used the virtual image technique that he had just learned but was not proficient in, while rolling the source stone dice.

This time, a mysterious fluorescent light appeared on the Originium dice, as if it had fallen into time and space.

Six illusory images vaguely appeared in front of Chen Xiu's eyes, as if he saw six different futures.

After a while of spinning, the Originium dice finally rolled the number six, and the other five images disappeared instantly.

The next moment, a perfect human-shaped virtual image was constructed and appeared in front of Chen Xiu.

For a moment, Chen Xiu even had the illusion that he was looking in the mirror.

His virtual image looked even more realistic than the one Gertrude had constructed, almost solid!

Of course, it only looks like that.

If you really touch it with your hand, you can only feel a ball of air.

Chen Xiu picked up the Origin Stone dice from the ground and gained a preliminary understanding of the effects and applications of his own talents.

"When I rolled the dice just now, I thought that one to three would mean the spell failed, and four to six would mean the spell was successful. So the final six was judged to be a great success!"

The Sarkaz youth muttered to himself as he summarized the situation, his expression filled with excitement.

He felt that if a four or five had been rolled, the spell would have been successful, but the effect might not have been so perfect.

The same goes for failure. A single roll means the spell has completely failed, while a three roll means it's just an illusion.

After all this trouble, I finally found the correct way to unlock my talents and abilities.

Sure enough, finding a good teacher is really useful!

However, rolling dice is still too unstable in combat.

Chen Xiu had been cheated many times in Shuiyue Rouge before, and he didn't think that he could make a successful judgment every time.

In addition, it also consumes a lot of energy.

After all, this is equivalent to using two completely different spells at the same time.

If rolling dice wasn't a hands-off skill, just how to do two things at once and coordinate the techniques would have taken him a long time to learn and practice.

Therefore, this method cannot be used as the main means for the time being, and low-consumption firearms are more suitable for him.

"We still need to explore more. How to use the spell talent will depend on subsequent development!"

As Chen Xiu spoke, he rolled the dice again, and this time only the number three appeared.

An unsuccessful blast hit the ground, creating a shallow crater.

Chen Xiu smacked his lips, feeling that the dice had been kind enough not to roll the number one.

Afterwards, he casually cast a few more blast spells and threw his disposable protective suit into the pit.

After all, there are trees around, and landfill is safer than burning and there is no risk of fire.

Chen Xiu was about to return when a new piece of information suddenly appeared.

[Crisis intelligence has been updated!]

[By order of the Chief Judge, Inquisitor Morris will arrive in ten minutes with a team of six. Five of them will be responsible for holding your companions, while Morris will seize the opportunity to take your life.]

Alas, these lingering guys finally caught up with us.

Wait, kill who!?

Aren't they supposed to be coming for Mostima?

How did the target suddenly become me? This is not right, right? How did I become the protagonist?

Chen Xiu stared blankly at the crisis information, feeling as if he had suffered an unexpected disaster, as if he had been obstructed by Miss Fallen Angel again!

However, now is not the time to delve into the reasons, after all, the killers are about to come to our door!!

Ten minutes is enough for me to rush back and make some simple arrangements.

At the same time, the Inquisitor team was running at high speed in the forest.

The members of the Inquisition are all from Liberi, and are far more secretive than Sakota.

When approaching the target, Morris raised his hand to signal to stop, and the judges behind him stopped silently.

"The Chief Judge has rescinded the hunt for the fallen angel Mostima. The target of this operation has been changed to the Sarkaz accompanying her. They are suspected of possessing a powerful Originium-based counterattack technique that can set an attacker ablaze and reduce them to ash."

The judges looked at Morris in silence, as if waiting for him to point out who would die with the other.

The Liberi who can become judges are those with the strongest faith and they are not afraid of sacrifice.

This is especially true for Morris, who is the judge. He will not push this kind of thing onto others.

"I'm responsible for killing the target, and your mission is to help me hold the others back."

"Especially Mastema, her spells are very troublesome, you must keep a close eye on her!"

"The enemy hasn't figured out we've changed our target yet, so the success of this operation depends on our first strike."

Morris methodically laid out the plan of action, emphasizing that he didn't need to be taken with him during the evacuation, even though he was in flames.

Afterwards, everyone checked their equipment again and loaded ammunition into the grenade launcher.

"The law bears witness that we do this not for selfish reasons, but to cleanse the evil that has tainted order."

Morris clasped his hands together and offered his final prayer to the Lord.

"May the light of order burn away the filth in the blood of the Sarkaz. I will use my body as firewood to exorcise the impurity and protect Lateran, so that it will always be bathed in the light of order. May the law always exist."

The judges clasped their hands together, as if in prayer, or as if to see Morris off.

If possible, they also hoped to bring the remains of the victims back to the Requiem Church in Lateran for a formal funeral, but Morris was destined not to return to his homeland this time.

"May the light of order cleanse your shackles, and may the ashes return to the soil of order!"

Led by the Inquisitor, the judges once again returned to silent silence, and the gathered team dispersed as they marched.

Next to the Penguin Emperor, Chen Xiu and others were leisurely enjoying dinner, completely unaware that murderous intent was approaching.

The shadow on the ground slowly moved, and suddenly turned into sharp spikes and spurred towards Mostima who was sitting with his legs crossed.

But after approaching, it was slowed down by the subjective time around the fallen angel girl and fell into stagnation.

"Be careful, it's an enemy attack!" Chen Xiu shouted and stood up.

A specially made grenade exploded in the air, instantly engulfing the entire camp in thick smoke.

Morris, hidden in the shadows, waved the voodoo dagger, causing the shadow under Chen Xiu's feet to turn into an iron maiden and bite towards him fiercely.

Chapter 122 Chen Xiu: Roulette is a Kind of Dice (4K)

The thick smoke engulfed the entire lakeshore like a lead-gray tsunami.

The smell of sulfur and tar exploded in the air, stinging people's noses.

The orange-red of the bonfire was covered with a thick gray veil, and the distorted halo cast an abnormal black shadow in the smoke.

The diffused smoke slowed down after it hit Mostima. The fallen angel girl jumped up from her seat, hooked the two staffs on the ground with her feet, and held them in her hands.

The green eyes scanned the surroundings, but paused when they looked in the direction of Chen Xiu.

The shadows beneath the Sarkaz youth's feet were strangely surging and boiling, and thorn-like black spikes pierced out from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow condensed into a torture device shaped like an iron maiden, closing in on Chen Xiu from all directions.

Mostima was suddenly stunned. Shouldn't these judges be coming for him?

Why did he suddenly turn around and run towards Chen Xiu?

Despite her doubts, the fallen angel girl immediately offered support.

As long as he could slightly slow down the closing speed of the Iron Maiden, Chen Xiu could easily escape from this execution.

This kind of thing is not difficult for her.

But as soon as he raised the staff, countless bullets and crossbow arrows swarmed towards him.

An inquisitor who had arrived at some point in time revealed his figure and threw a large amount of explosives around Mastema.

The fallen angel girl's pupils suddenly shrank. The fuses of the explosives were all on the verge of burning out, and there was no time to slow down.

But if these explosives were stopped in time, the support for Chen Xiu would be a little slower.

Arturo plucked the strings of the guitar in the fog, sensing everyone as if he had full vision.

Feeling Morris's resolute murderous intent towards Chen Xiusen, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

It was really unexpected that the target these guys wanted to eliminate had changed.

Arturo plucked the strings again, connecting his teammates with empathy.

Texas was originally keeping his ears perked up in the smoke, on guard against someone suddenly emerging from the fog.

After hearing the sound of the piano, he realized that the enemy was actually running directly towards Chen Xiu, and immediately rushed forward with his sword.

As the sword light flashed, a large number of orange-yellow lightsabers appeared in the sky and fell towards the enemy in the fog following Arturo's guidance.

The judges were caught off guard and had to temporarily withdraw and hide.

As early as when Morris launched a feint attack on Mostima, Chen Xiu had a sense of the upcoming brutal killing move.

I rolled the dice and got the number five.

The slightly flawed illusion was completed in an instant, and he retreated into the fog.

After sensing Chen Xiu's true location through Arturo, Mostima no longer hesitated and stopped the explosives.

The Iron Maiden suddenly closed, and countless spikes instantly pierced Chen Xiu's body.

Morris tensed up, waiting for the pain of being burned by fire, but found that his attack seemed to have missed.

Without having time to think about when Chen Xiu escaped, Morris searched the surroundings through the shadows.

However, Texas's sword cut through the shadows and slashed towards his neck.

Morris had never expected to be exposed.

Not only was he hiding in the shadows, but he also had the smoke as cover.

In the past, when he was carrying out missions, whether against a single enemy or a group, he could kill all the enemies calmly.

But this time, the opponent discovered his exact position right from the start, which put Morris in a state of panic.

The shadow sensing was forcibly interrupted, and Morris gripped the dagger in reverse to block Texas's violent slash in time.

Miss Wolf's expression was grim, and her eyes were expressionless, as if she were looking at a dead person.