Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 180 Bahamut
There was a large area of ​​darkness in front of Protunser's eyes. He could only vaguely see that the monster who was worshiped as a god ate his companions alive. Their arms, thighs, wings, chests, every piece of flesh was eaten by Theia. Matt gnawed down with his sharp teeth.

"The taste of metal dragon is really good." Tiamat raised her head, looked at Protonser lying on the ground with blood in her mouth, and smiled softly. She walked over and gently touched Protonser's cheek. Eye.

"Little golden dragon, surrender to me, become my plaything, my slave, and I will let you live." Tiamat was particularly interested in this handsome golden dragon, with a strong body and superior appearance.

Protonse just stared at her blankly, and said a few words: "Don't think about it, you are just an ugly one that no one wants."

"Pfft." The dragon mother crushed the golden dragon's head into flesh with one claw, and blood spattered everywhere. She greedily put the golden dragon's flesh and blood into her mouth, and devoured it mercilessly.

Tiamat looked back at the human coalition, a greedy look flashed in her eyes. They took the initiative to prevent her coming, and she had all the power to devour them all, leaving nothing behind!
Imrik's face was expressionless at this time. He knew it was time to leave. When he saw the four ancient metal dragons facing Tiamat and being eaten alive without any resistance, he knew that what the Shattered Magic Crystal said was true. , the gap between them cannot be bridged even by the endless book.

Just as he was about to cast [Planar Travel], his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw Jerome walking out of the army. When everyone was scared to the ground, Jerome walked out without hesitation. Hamlein grabbed Jerome with all his strength. The hem of his clothes stopped him from moving, but Jerome just silently opened his fingers one by one.

The paladin didn't say a word. He just stood in front of the army and in front of Imric. He raised the holy sword in his hand. It was a treasure given to him by everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group in Earth Maze City. He It has been used until now.

The holy sword glowed, and the flames of [Advanced Holy Slash] surged and ignited. The ray of light shone like a torch in the endless darkness.

"Be careful," the paladin murmured under his breath.

"Fighting is only for training," the voice became a little louder.

"Tone his body," he raised his head and looked at Tiamat, with determination and burning fire in his eyes.

"Strength his soul," the paladin's voice grew louder and louder, until it reached the sky and filled the empty valley.

"It's time." The paladin took out a golden sphere from his pocket and swallowed it. He didn't know how to deal with Tiamat, but he knew that the treasure given to him by the golden dragon must have some effect, and he had to use it up to the last A trace of strength, using up the last drop of blood, to stop the mother of evil dragons.

Jerome looked at Tiamat in the distance and said softly to Imric behind him: "Let's go quickly, Xiaoyi, don't stay here, take them away, if not, just run away by yourself." , the farther you run, the better.”

"This time," he looked at the evil god with fierce flames in the distance and said firmly every word: "It's my turn to protect you."

Imrik looked at the resolute figure in front of him and didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He wanted to tell him that you are not even as strong as me. If you go, you will die, so why bother.

He wanted to tell him that he could escape with everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group, why bother with the other people here, and you can't do it either.

But he didn't speak. He knew that these were all useless efforts. Jerome's good temper tolerated others' misunderstanding of him, but he would practice his beliefs to the end. He had such a stubborn character.

Tiamat looked at the tiny human in front of her and couldn't help but feel amused that such a weak dragonborn actually wanted to stop her. She didn't even feel the anger of being angered by the golden dragon, because the gap between the two was as big as an ant. The gap with the planet.

"Ah, humans, such complex and inferior creatures, why can such a despicable race like you become the favorite of His Majesty Io? It's really hard to understand his old man's thoughts." Tiamat said with a look of distress. , her sharp teeth continued to drip scarlet dragon blood as she opened her mouth.

Jerome looked at her silently, his aura finally reaching its peak at a certain moment. "I'm going to do it." A low voice blew into Imric's ears along the breeze.

The black-robed mage gritted his teeth, and his long silver hair emerged from his hood. He took out the legendary super magic bead and chanted a spell loudly.

"Are you crazy, Master? There is no difference between being here with this paladin and seeking death!" The voice of the broken magic crystal sounded in the mind of the black-robed mage.

The black-robed mage had no expression on his face and was still chanting spells quickly.

"Imric's legendary spell enhancement", "Super Magical Permanent Upgrade - God's Blade."

The holy sword in Jerome's hand emits a strong light, and the 26th-level caster level God's Blade adds +8 weapon enhancement to his holy sword.

"You need a good weapon." Imrik said softly.

Jerome held the holy sword in his hand tightly. The light emitted from the sword made Tiamat feel a sense of danger. God's intuition told her that this weapon was enough to break through her defense.

Jerome moved, and he rushed towards Tiamat like a cheetah. Accompanying him was the brilliance of various buff spells added to him by Imrik behind him.

[Power of Ox], [Bloody Fury], [Agility of Cat].
Imrik knew that his spells could not affect the god's body, so he might as well enhance Jerome.

[Imrik’s body shape change technique! 】

The 26th level caster level increased Jerome's size by 26 times, and Jerome, who was 52 meters tall, now became a behemoth, truly capable of fighting.

"Interesting, is this what humans can do?" Tiamat licked her lips, and the little ants suddenly made her feel like tearing them to pieces and devouring them.

Jerome rushed towards Tiamat, relying on the sharpness of the holy sword to stab Tiamat's body in roundabout ways. However, Tiamat's huge strength and sharp claws were not simple, and he could kill him with just one move. Jerome's body took away a large piece of flesh and blood.

The battlefield was quickly stained red with a large amount of blood, and Jerome's belly was now broken, his intestines exposed, and the skin on his arms had completely fallen off, which was scorched by Tiamat's dragon fire.

Jerome braced himself on the ground with his sword to prevent himself from falling, knowing he was at the end.

"Lord, please, save them, my Lord Lathander." Jerome weakly looked to the sky and prayed.

The Lord of the Dawn did not respond, but at this moment, Jerome's body suddenly emitted a gentle holy light, and a cold wind blew from the north. Tiamat was about to take the dragon's claws down in an instant. He retreated suddenly, looked at the paladin in front of him warily and said, "Bahamut?"

The paladin only felt that he was immersed in warmth, and a voice came from a distance: "Child who flows through my blood, even though you don't believe in me, accept my power, accept this crossing countless phlogiston seas, May the strength come from the other side.”

　I'm speechless. Why was I bitten by a river crab and eaten by the Golden Dragon?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)