Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 150 Slaughtering the Monster Army
Imrik stood on the city wall, the black robe of the archmage was blown by the bitter cold wind, and oncoming was a fast-flying old white dragon. It was [Ice Death], in the barbarian legend He has been entangled with his tribe for hundreds of years, and now he appears in Ten-Towns as the vanguard of Akar Kessell.

【Downdraft】.

Imrik flew into the sky, and the power of divine magic came to Bingdean's body, and the huge dragon body was thrown to the ground by the rapidly rotating downdraft.

"Roar!!"

Bingdean didn't speak, his mind was completely controlled by the broken magic crystal, he opened his mouth and spit out a strong breath of frost towards the mage in the sky, the terrifying low temperature even froze the air into ice.

【Cold Protection Ball】.

An invisible shield emerged from Imrik's body, and the white dragon's frosty breath collided with the shield and was completely absorbed without causing any waves.

Imrik backhanded three consecutive [Fireballs] shots at Ice Death, and the white dragon quickly dodged, but the real dragon crawling on the land was too slow, barely dodged one and was hit by two consecutive fireballs. middle.

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded on Bingdean's body, and the huge shock wave knocked away all the goblins and orcs around him, but Bingdean's magic resistance was too strong, and the two fireballs only burned part of his scales black.

A gray-green energy ring spread around Imrik's body, and the creatures that were touched by the energy ring, including Bingdean, felt that part of the power of the whole body was absorbed, and they were weak and weak.

Five-ring spell - [Ring of Weakness].

This spell will produce a ring of weakness every six seconds, and the affected creatures will be affected by the weakened version of [Weakness].

Bailong struggled to fly up, but he couldn't break free from the restraint of the [Downdraft] because his whole body strength was absorbed. The mage looked at Bailong coldly, raised a hand and aimed at it.

【Force Field Spear】×50.

One spear after another appeared in Imrik's hands, creating dozens of force field spears suspended in the air in just ten seconds.

With Imrik's wave of his hand, the forcefield spears in the sky fell like rain, bombarding Bingdean's head again and again.

"Boom boom boom!"

The continuously falling forcefield spear hit the white dragon's head, causing dust to fly up, and the sound of stone hammers beating minced meat spread to the ears of the surrounding goblins, making people shudder.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, all that remained was the headless body of the white dragon that had been completely crushed into slag.

Today's Imrik is no longer the mage who used to be helpless against the real dragon. The noble force field attribute damage of the force field spear makes the magic resistance of the real dragon useless. Under pure physical effects, countless force field The spear pierced through its skull.

"Damn it, why is there a senior mage there?"

Akar Kessell looked at Imrik on the field and gritted his teeth. His eyes were full of jealousy. How could such a young mage possess such powerful power? Some today!

No, I made the Crystal Shard, without me there would be no Crystal Shard!

Kessell comforted himself in his heart, his hand holding the Crystal Shard trembled slightly, he wanted to release the power of the Crystal Shard to kill the showy mage.

Clinshinibon did not respond, it blocked Kessell's thoughts with telepathy, most of its power was exhausted because of the show just now, and it had to wait until the next day to reply most of it, even if it responded to Kessell's request , the remaining energy is only enough to release a nine-ring spell, which is not safe, because when the energy is exhausted, the broken magic crystal is just a crystal that cannot be damaged.

"Let him kill, we have enough soldiers, and his spell slots are limited." The Crystal Shard planted this idea in Kessell's heart, and there is no doubt that this is the right one, it took a lot of trouble The painstakingly gathered monster army was designed to consume the enemy's vitality. If Kessell hadn't forced it, it wouldn't even release the legendary spell that destroyed the city.

Seeing that the opponent did not stop him on the battlefield, Imrik, who was ready to use [Plane Travel] to run away at any time, felt relieved. It seemed that the opponent had indeed consumed most of his power because of that powerful spell. A stupid mage.

Imrik, who was ridiculed in his heart again, turned on the full-scale killing mode, and the people of Bryn Shander once again remembered the appearance of the mage who endlessly vented his magical power, flames, ice, sound waves, storms, thunder, summons, countless The spells poured out from Imrik's hands, coupled with the speed brought by the instant spells, the number of monsters decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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On the other side, the dark elf who set foot on the enemy's hinterland alone planned to make a dangerous move. He came to the giant cone of Kane, and when it was midnight, he called out the name of the demon loudly. The dark elf knew him very well. This demon who was once summoned by the mistress and imprisoned was seen in the documents of Soberly City.

He is the demon in the abyss second only to the demon lord, the secondary demon lord-Ertu.

Errtu was originally in the Crystal Tower, beside Kessell, but he was full of anger at the moment, because this stupid waste consumed most of the power of the Crystal Shard, and even many objects in the Crystal Tower were destroyed. The power was sucked up and turned into dust, but at this moment, on the battlefield, there was an unstoppable mage, like a crazy barbarian, throwing spells out like he didn't want money.

Most of the monster army that had been slaughtered had to withdraw temporarily. Even as stupid as Kessell, he knew to wait for the magic crystal shard that regained half of its strength the next day to completely defeat the enemy.

At this moment, Errtu, who heard Drizzt's call, left happily. He didn't want to see Kessell's stupid and ugly face again. Even a demon couldn't bear such a disgusting creature.

Errtu spread his wings and flew north across the plains, charging at the one who summoned him.Frightened goblins fled from the shadow of the flying demon, and even though the moonlight was weak that day, the creature from the abyss left a black trail in the sky, making the night relatively brighter.

Errtu folded his wings when he landed, and at once he saw exactly where the one who summoned him was, a dark elf!
The demon stopped in surprise.Errtu hadn't seen a dark elf in centuries, and never expected to see it on the surface, in the barren lands so far north.

Drizzt was full of apprehension, he didn't know whether his plan would be successful, which required him to have perfect acting skills, and he must never let the other party see the slightest problem, at least not before he achieved his goal.

"Hello, Lord of Chaos," he said calmly, bowing deeply. "I am Drizzt Do'Urden, of Daemon Nasharsparnon, ninth house of Menzoberranzan. Welcome to my humble camp."

(End of this chapter)