What did you do with the dice?

If he were on Earth, no one would believe him.

But in this world, it is hard for people not to believe that Rusalka was born with a strange physique blessed by the gods. Now the mages became timid and only dared to keep a distance from him before casting spells carefully.

Rusalka swung her sword and smashed the shield of the shield man into a concave piece of scrap metal, breaking his arm along with it. After raising her shield to block several air arrows, she killed the guard who wanted to retreat but was too late with one sword.

"This strength is truly weak. Even Jews can use it as soap. This shield is completely useless in your hands. It's an insult to its life value! Pfft! Recite haiku and go to hell to repent!"

It’s a pity that the enemy corpses flashing with holy light did not respond to Rusalka’s “What the hell?”, or maybe his jokes were too hellish, even the mage over there couldn’t stand it anymore and set him on a blazing fire.

Rusalka glanced at the pop-up notification in the lower right corner: "Take 5 Fire Damage" and the Hamlet Shield Immune notification that popped up every three seconds. He turned to look at the old mage who was holding out his staff towards him, maintaining a focused spell rune, and asked: "Brother, this is so annoying. Why are there so many mages in this mage tower?"

Sunny Tower walked against the current, wading through the hurried crowd: (I don't quite understand the purpose of your question. Do you want me to respond seriously and cooperate with you so that you can make a bad joke, or are you sick and feeling unwell, and Phoenix is ​​not around so no one can treat you, so you want to hear me laugh at you?)

(former.)

(Oh, okay, since it's a "Mage" tower, there must be a lot of mages in there.)

Rusalka parried a dagger with her backhand, piercing the fragile assassin's body with one blow. Then, with her shield, she smashed the head of a chattering mage into his neck: (I've decided. I'm going to name that tower in Pearl Tear Territory the Wife Tower!)

People do laugh when they are extremely speechless, so Sunny Iron Tower couldn't help but cover his mouth with one hand to prevent himself from laughing out loud, while reaching out with the other hand to input magic power into the magic ladder: (Putting aside the joke about whether you get a wife for free when you buy wife cakes, this is a wife tower for you, but it is a wife tower for everyone.)

Rushaka screamed and nailed the man to the corner with another blow. She shook her head, which had been hit by magic, and pulled out the giant sword from the wall: (Oh my god! This is awesome! No more calling it the Wife Tower. I'll immediately scrap the idea and call it the Cat Tower! We need more cats! If we get three, we can even have them do that spinning dance together.)

Sunita came to the eighth floor, only to find himself surrounded. Everyone's eyes and weapons were aimed precisely at him who was supposed to be invisible.

Looking up, he saw a True Eye Gem hanging from the ceiling right above his head, which made him smile helplessly. If his brother were here, he would probably give him a "Ya-a-le" sound: (You can, but to be honest, you should call her Philinta. Although this can improve the favorability of the two cats, people who don't know you will think you are a traitor to Jingel, which is not good, brother.)

Rusalka swung her sword, blasting several magic missiles. Then, she smashed a heavily armored warrior into the wall with her foot, then shattered his throat with a blow from her left hand. (Then you should invent a magic that can make humans grow animal ears and tails. That would be awesome.)

After saying this, the giant sword in his hand turned into a shadow, and he actually turned his hands behind his back to cut into pieces a series of magic missiles flying from behind him. "Ridiculous! I activate the Parry Master!"

Sanitta looked indifferently at the surrounding guards. After confirming that the distant mage had begun casting a spell, he crossed his hands hidden within his robes and each drew a magic-breaking starstone dagger from the scabbard at his waist. He said, "Are you serious or joking now? Let me confirm this to avoid wasting even a moment of my thinking later."

Rusalka teleported to the fire mage's side and shattered his protective barrier with a single sword strike, interrupting his burning concentration and dispelling the flames from her own body: (This time I'm joking. I have cats, and that's all I need. Wait, can a druid transform into anything in Wild Form? Is it too late for Phoenix to switch to a druid now?)

Sanitieta sneered, suddenly opened his robe, and like a master assassin, he let his arm holding the dagger hang at his side and took a big step forward: (Silly dog, I'm entering the battle, I won't laugh with you anymore, you better hurry up.)

Rusalka backhandedly stabbed a guard who had rushed forward to hug her waist, then speared his body with her greatsword like barbecued pork and threw it forward. After blocking several wind blade spells, she quickly rushed towards the mage: "I guarantee that I'll take down these chocolate soldiers before the first maple leaf of autumn turns the color of blood."

Sanitieta stopped replying. Looking at the guards rushing towards him and the mages directing their magic at him, he whispered, "Alas, but I admit that Brother Xiao is right about one thing."

His figure instantly disappeared from the spot and turned into a steel whirlwind, sweeping directly across the bodies of the five mages in the back row.

A second later, Sanitita appeared behind the last mage and gently shook off the blood on the dagger.

"At this distance, close combat is both accurate and fast. The native wizards are really no match for me. The wizard tables in the DND expansion pack are really lame. It's still better to be a dragon."

When the spell ended, the four mages either died instantly or fell down due to backlash and were unable to get up again.

One wizard was quite powerful and was able to withstand the blow, but he was also completely frightened. A look of horror appeared on his face, and he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Alas, Master.

Sanita put his sword back into its sheath with ease.

This is the 5th level magic, [Steel Wind Slash].

Chapter 272: Fierce Battle Outside the Kingdom's Capital Castle (12)

【Steel Wind Slash｜Five-ring Spell】

[Wave the weapon you used to cast the spell, then suddenly vanish and attack like a gust of steel. Choose up to five visible creatures within range. Make a melee spell attack roll against each creature. If you hit, the target takes 6d10 force damage. Afterward, you can teleport to an unoccupied space you can see within 5 feet of the creature you hit or missed.]

It's hard to imagine that it's actually a magic rather than a combat skill. Although it's been criticized by countless people, it's indeed a magic in the rule book. Perhaps the designer of the "Shannasa's Guide to Everything Expansion Pack" had a few drinks at the time, and was feeling elated and ascending to heaven, dreaming that this omnipotent wizard, when surrounded by the damn "Rusalkas" and with no way to retreat, would suddenly pull out the head of his staff, revealing a staff sword hidden inside, and then flash into a scene of defeating five enemies at once.

It was so cool that I couldn't suppress the dream of becoming a magic swordsman in my head, so this outrageous thing became a "melee magic" that can be used by mages and rangers, but not by warriors.

Rusalka, who didn't play Ranger (because he was too bad at it) or Mage (because he didn't understand it), pointed at the thing in the rule book and said that he was afraid of getting his hemorrhoids cut by Steel Wind if he used this page to wipe his butt, so why couldn't a Paladin have such a cool spell?

Oh, you want the Five Rings? That’s fine, go and have fun.

虽然它的伤害数字不那么漂亮（3环火球术8d8=上限64，这个5环只有6d10=上限60），用来打战士的话，放在现实中可能还得考虑这落点很随机的一下，打中了盾牌或者是铠甲上没能产生“命中伤害”的情况。

But compared with its noble force field damage and spell hit rate that locks on the target, as well as its invincible activation effect that ignores environmental blockades, is this indigenous wizard who needs to chant and lock on the target to cast spells qualified to fight in close combat with the Sani Iron Tower?

In board games, there are some spells that are designed to have low damage in order to make up for the style of painting, but in fact, everyone just wants to have fun with the demonstration effect. If you think about it carefully, it is really unreasonable spell, and it makes even more sense if it is put into reality. Let me ask you, this spell can suddenly disappear to launch an attack, and can also teleport to within five feet of the creature. Oh, of course, now because the space is locked, the teleportation effect is gone after the last knife, but I just want to ask, can this thing Q the soldiers to cancel the hatred of the defense tower?

In short, the only difference is that the casting distance is very short, so the Sani Tower that has never been on the front line can never be used.

But in this closed space, what does it matter to Sanita, who spent 5 points on the Warlock's Super Magic [Ranged Spell] talent, which can be used once per short rest? Can't I just double it?

If it really doesn't work, let me show you my new contract Eagle sauce's [Self-Sacrificing Steel Wind Slash]. I ask you, a bird rushes down and uses this thing on a group of mages in the back row, and it locks their heads accurately. No matter how many guards follow it, it is useless. Who can defend against it?

Not to mention that the Demon-Breaking Star Steel Dagger that Sanita is holding in his hand is a thing that has the ability to ignore magic shields. If it were not for its hardness being weaker than the stones on the roadside and it was also very rare, such a mage killer would have long become a must-have artifact for assassins.

So now, relying on this five-ring magic alone, he directly killed five wizards in a row, disabled four of them, and scared the last one so much that he ran away. Sanita was the best melee wizard present, and the best magic user among the melee wizards present.

The guards were frightened by his "incredible" ability, especially when Sanita stretched out his hand and unfolded a crimson magic circle again and shouted to them, "Taste the power of fire!" For a moment, everyone raised their shields for fear of danger and fled to both sides.

Snapped.

Instead of a basin-sized fireball flying out of the magic circle, it turned into fireworks scattering in the air.

【Magic tricks.】

Haha, I'm just kidding. I don't think he's as good as Rusalka. When he sees someone casting a spell, his first reaction is definitely to rush up and attack first.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sanita walked to the other side of the magic ladder leading to the next level, and waved to the group of stunned guards with a smile.

Sani Iron Tower certainly didn't want to kill all the remaining ones like Rusalka, a war maniac. He chose to land near the back row of mages so that he could run to press the elevator quickly. He was different from Rusalka. Casting spells consumed mana. How could he waste all the ring positions here before knowing the level of the tower master who was suspected to be a great wizard at the top?

By the time the guards came to their senses, it was too late. Sanita stood on the lifting platform and used a [Force Field Wall] magic to surround himself, blocking the group of idiots who didn't understand magic at all from outside the wall and preventing them from getting in.

As for the flying props they threw at them, the Sani Tower naturally had the [Gravity Ball] magic to absorb them all. The group of people below were so angry that they could only curse like Rusalka who was being flown as a kite earlier, and they were helpless and furious at the Sani Tower that was slowly rising to the 9th floor in the air.

All they could do now was to turn back and report immediately, using an anxious yet cautious tone, fearing that Lei Ting would become furious and blame them:

"Report to the Tower Master, the enemy has broken through the 8th floor and is heading towards the 9th floor!"

However, the old tower master seemed to have anticipated such a situation and his tone was very calm.

"understood."

The guards wiped their sweat and could only hope that the tower master would not blame them for their incompetence.

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes singly. The rooftop magic artillery team was also attacked.

"Tower Master, that black Flint has reached the top of the tower! No, she seems to have white fur. Is she the same one that attacked us repeatedly down there? Her movements are too fast. Dispel magic can't break the black mist around her! It seems that the black mist can also launch attacks from the shadows, killing anyone who touches it. What kind of monster is that!"

"She's just a remnant of the Shadow Lady. Don't fight her head-on. Use magic to trap her as much as possible. I'll come up and deal with her after I've dealt with the ones here."

Turn off the communication.

What a bunch of guys who are always causing trouble but not being able to do anything. Is it because Alice's outer city has been peaceful for too long that they have forgotten the basic qualities of being a wizard?

However, since the people who came were the great wizard and the Filin clan member, it meant that the one under the tower should be the Lord of Pearl Tears. Sure enough, the rumors that he liked to go to the front line in person were true.

Well, it's really difficult for these mediocre people to deal with a real great wizard. I didn't expect that decades have passed, and even when Alice's inner city fell, I didn't take action, but now this old man has to take action personally.

He slowly stood up from his chair and walked towards the door behind him.

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The design of the 9th floor is different from other places. Since there are only a few laboratories and the tower owner's terminal control/magic circuit monitoring room on the 9th floor, the entrance of the magic ladder is simply placed in the center of the entire hall. It is open on all sides. Even if you want to hide, there is nowhere to hide, which makes it more convenient for guards to protect it.

At this moment, all the guards and mages who had received the alarm gathered around the hall of the only entrance, holding their breath and looking at the unopened ground in the center, nervously waiting for it to open, that is, the moment the intruder appeared, they would throw the spells they had prepared at him by surprise, and then hack him to death with their swords.

So what if your opponent is an Archmage? An Archmage is just a more powerful mage who knows top-level magic. Aren't they just born and raised by their parents? Even if you can handle five or six mid-level spells simultaneously, can you really defeat nearly 20 Knight-level guards alone at such close range?

Then you'd better not believe in the Supreme of Arcane Mage. The God of War next door is probably vying for you.

Well, if Rusalka knew what they were thinking, she would definitely tell them with a smile, are you looking for: [6th Ring, Tansen Transfiguration (also known as Hero Creation)]?

They had been waiting for nearly ten minutes, and about thirty seconds after receiving the news, they estimated that the other party should be arriving soon, and the atmosphere became more solemn.

Although the ground had not been opened yet, they all suddenly felt something was wrong. The first to notice the abnormality were the guards wearing heavy armor. It was as if the armor and weapons on their bodies suddenly lost their weight and became very light.

This thought only lasted for a moment, because the next moment, before they could even react, everyone in the room flew uncontrollably into the air due to weightlessness, completely losing their accuracy and sense of direction.

7th Ring [Weightlessness].

Then a ball of water burst out from the small hole that had just been opened, and turned into a shower, splashing water all over everyone, making everything around wet.

Indigenous intermediate magic [Water Jet].

"Quick casting, but this seems to be... ordinary water?"

The guards breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had escaped a disaster. If this was the kind of poison that would kill anyone on contact, similar to the poison refined by the elves, they would probably have decayed into a pile of pus along with their armor by now.

Even so, the mages instinctively and cautiously opened the spell shield to prevent the inexplicable water from touching their bodies, but this did not stop Sanita's plan. The next moment, a tiny ice ball flew up following the footsteps of the water ball, and when it exploded, it turned the entire area into a spherical area of ​​extremely low temperature.

This is the killer move.

[Otiluk Frozen Sphere | Six-Ring Transfiguration]

[A ball of frozen energy shoots from your fingertips toward a designated point within range, where it bursts into a spherical area. Each creature in the area must make a Constitution saving throw. A creature that fails the saving throw takes 10d6 points of cold damage. A successful saving throw halves the damage.]

If the ice ball strikes a body of water or a surface composed primarily of water (excluding creatures composed primarily of water), the water it touches freezes into a 6-inch-thick, 30-foot-wide square. Any creature swimming within this area is trapped by the ice.

In an instant, the entire hall turned into a land of ice.

The tower master slowly walked out of the room and passed several verifications before he could temporarily unlock the magic locked door.

This white-haired old man, dressed in the most inconspicuous grey cloth robe in the entire tower, looked ordinary enough, though not unkempt, and did not look like a tower master at all. He walked into the hall at a leisurely pace, as if taking a walk. He saw that all the mages and guards who were frozen after being sent up to the sky by the Sani Iron Tower were now turning into ice sculptures and falling from the sky like hail.

At this time, Sanita himself was slowly rising from the opened entrance of the magic ladder, then walked to the outside of the magic ladder platform and raised his hand to perform a few magic tricks to kill those who were still able to move on the ground.

Just when he was about to continue looking for a way and finish off the enemy, he seemed to have noticed something and quickly erected a shield around him, directly blocking several air blades that were shot at him. He then quickly used a spell to counter and extinguished the flickering staff in the tower master's hand.

The tower master, who failed in his sneak attack, seemed to act as if nothing had happened. He ignored the tragic scene in the hall and slowly walked out of the door, crushing the ice chips and ice on the ground along the way. He also ruthlessly crushed a severed hand that had turned into ice on the road.

He shook his head slightly and sighed, "I still remember when I became a mage apprentice, the first lesson my teacher taught me was 'What does it mean to be a qualified mage?' He said that top-level magic, influencing wars, or innovating eras, tracing the past, studying spell circuits, inventing civilian magic that benefits the world, or even leaving a name in history, these are actually unimportant and are not the correct path a mage should pursue."

He waved his hand, and four different colored runes appeared on the wall, forming a barrier around him. "The answer is to ensure you can survive close combat, no matter how despicable the means used to pursue your own safety. Only those who survive are worthy of competing with their opponents on the battlefield, and only those who can look forward to the future."

"If they were willing to stay by my side, I wouldn't call them weak and incompetent. I'd even praise them for their self-awareness. It's a pity that my disciples don't have that kind of understanding. Ha, you've become fools from studying magic. Are you even worthy enough to fight a real wizard?"

"Ah, looking at you, you are truly an admirable rising star. It's a pity that I have been working behind closed doors for too long and am unaware of the changing circumstances in the outside world. Otherwise, if I had heard of your rise earlier, I would have been willing to pay any price to have you become my only closed disciple. Don't you agree, Master Sanita?"

"I completely agree with you." Sanitieta reached for his belt and unfolded two scrolls inscribed with transparent magic circles. He smiled and said, "But I'm afraid you'll regret it, because I never accept disciples."

He did not choose to ignite any of the scrolls in his hand.

[Activate the Minotaur's Gaze]

Suddenly, several transparent yet sharp air needles shot out in front of him and pierced the gray-robed wizard.

Chapter 273: Fierce Battle Outside the Kingdom's Capital Castle (13)

"call--"

Rusalka wiped the non-existent sweat from her head, and like an old farmer who had finished working hard under the scorching sun, she looked around with satisfaction at the tragic battlefield that she had worked hard to cultivate and created with her own hands.

The entire clean underground floor now looked like a hell, with blood plasma and broken limbs everywhere, traces of magic bombing, tattered corpses cut in half by giant swords, and equipment fragments all over the ground.

"I thought you guys were tough Belgians, but you turned out to be Polish. You couldn't even awaken my aura, you're not even as good as a Thunder Dragon. How boring."

He stabbed his sword into the headless corpse of a fire mage on the ground, then drew his sword and quickly dragged the corpse to block the three consecutive wind blades - that was the type of damage he had just successfully blocked.

"Ridiculous! I activated Master Parry! That's all?" Rusalka shook off the fragments of flesh and blood from her sword, looked at the enemies huddled in a corner, having essentially lost their will to fight, and shook her head. "Even though we've already entered garbage time, I admire your courage for not a single one of you running away and for all of you staying to fight me, even charging at me."

If the other party is still in the mood to complain at this moment, he will definitely think: No, brother, the ascending magic ladder is behind you, aren't running away and charging towards you the same behavior?

But he couldn't kill them all. If he did, who would be the attendant to press the elevator button for him? He couldn't input magic power.

His brother was urging him to quickly cut off the magic source of the Mage Tower, so Rusalka put away his playful mood and started speedrunning.

"How about this? You let me down, and I'll let you up. It's an equal exchange, fair and just. How about that?"

Rusalka had good intentions and didn't want to continue this battle without suspense. He wanted to give these lucky guys who had not been taken care of by him until now a chance to survive, and not waste his precious time.

He hadn't expected his tolerance to be seen as weakness. Two guards actually drew their swords and came forward to test him. "He...he's been fighting for so long, and now he's saying something like that. He must be completely exhausted and trying to hold on. A Paladin's Holy Light is limited, and he's already exhausted. Everyone, attack him together!"

"He is the Lord of Pearl Tears. Kill him and the Grand Guild will reward you with a Viscount worth ten thousand gold!"

After saying that, the two guards rushed forward with swords in hand, holding shields in front of them to clear the way, and flanked them from the left and right, determined to fight for fame and fortune.

Wow, ten thousand gold, my bounty has increased again! So can I commit suicide in front of this Grand Duke Oaks and claim the first kill reward?

"Alas, I didn't want to add to the sins of killing, but I was provoked by ants. Since this is the case, I will turn my hand into a mountain and my left hand into thunder to suppress you all and blast you into ashes!"

Ding, dang, dang, clang, reach out, click.

Bang, clang, sizzle, whoosh, holy light flashes, ah!!!