Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 30 The End of the Sorceress
The black-robed mage looked at the exasperated excitement of the sorceress in front of him, with indifferent eyes hidden under his smiling expression.

He chuckled and chanted the spell, violent thunder gathered at his slender fingertips, "Summon Thunder!"

Flashing dark clouds gathered above the huge underground cave, and with a "boom!", a burst of lightning struck, and the sorceress quickly protected herself with a three-ring spell to protect herself from energy damage.

A blue halo emerged from the sorceress' body, and the lightning caused by Summoning Thunder was completely absorbed by this spell.

Imrik activated the Summoning Lightning Technique again, and slashed four lightning bolts in a row. The sorceress fled in a panic, but only avoided two of them, and the remaining two completely destroyed her protective energy damage.

"Damn, damn mage, you can still use three-ring spells. This is impossible. You must have valuable magic storage equipment on you. It doesn't matter. When I kill you, it will all be mine."

The sorceress looked at each other greedily. As warlocks who were born to cast spells relying on their bloodlines, they could not copy scrolls, nor could they make magic equipment. Basically, they were all poor, and they basically had no chance for advanced magic equipment.

Despite the atmosphere, the female sorcerer still calmly analyzed the situation on the field. In order to save spell slots, she did not act lightly, but ordered her teammates to attack.

An eighth-level gnoll warrior, a seventh-level drow rogue, and an eighth-level half-orc barbarian.

The three senior professionals made Jerome in a hurry, and Jerome stepped forward to fight with the eighth-level gnolls. Although the level gap put Jerome at a disadvantage, the powerful strength and physical fitness brought by the golden dragon dragon made him even out the gap.

"Holy Slash!" Jerome swung his sword and slashed at the Wolf Man's chest. To prevent serious injuries, the Wolf Man stretched out his hand to stop him, but was cut wide open by the power of the Holy Slash.

The gnoll took a few steps back in pain, and the half-orc barbarian next to him saw his teammates deflated, and roared angrily, activating the barbarian's professional ability "Rage" and rushed up.

Seeing this, Imrik also ordered the copper furnace to fight the orcs. The barbarian's berserk power was too powerful, and with the eighth level of occupation, except for the copper furnace with a strength of 27 points, the rest were not all-in-one enemies.

The black-robed mage chanted a spell, and once again condensed a bloody bloody rage, which activated the berserk ability for the copper furnace. The copper furnace, which could easily deal with the berserk half-orcs, became more powerful after turning on the berserk. The orcs could only defend themselves against the violent storm.

Coupled with the fact that Domira was constantly wandering around and attacking, on the frontal battlefield, the Dragonlance Adventure Group had the upper hand, only the drow was missing.

The female sorceress in the distance saw that her teammates were unable to parry, and hurriedly prepared her spells. The lightning flashed in her hand, and a ball of light condensed in her palm, "Lightning beam!"

Three-ring spell - lightning bolt.

The Lightning Beam, which is as famous as Summoning Thunder, is a one-time spell. Unlike Summoning Thunder, which can summon five lightning bolts in a row, it also brings more powerful single-target damage.

Seeing the sorceress cast a spell, the black-robed mage also got ready at the same time. The raging flames gathered from his hands. He planned to attack the opponent with fireball and force the opponent to give up casting the spell.

Drow, who had been disappearing all of a sudden, appeared behind the black-robed mage, stabbing out the dagger he had prepared for a long time, trying to solve this most difficult enemy once and for all.

The corner of Imrik's mouth smiled, he was always guarding against this drow, as he stepped out, a burst of silver mist enveloped him, and instantly teleported to a place 30 feet away, the drow elf was heartbroken, he knew the famous spell - Lost Step.

He wanted to hide himself but it was too late. The black-robed mage slammed the fireball at the opponent, and the drow was blown away by the shock wave of the fireball before he could run out of range, half of his body was scorched.

Hamlein rushed forward and cast the magic fire arrow, and a small flame ended the last life of the drow.

In the distance, although the sorceress saw the sacrifice of the drow, she couldn't control that much anymore. The spell she was concentrating on controlling was ready, and a thick electric light shot out from her hand, blasting towards the strongest being on the field, the body of the copper furnace.

The resistance of creatures as powerful as Faqu couldn't completely resist the powerful power of the lightning beam. The copper furnace was painfully knocked down by the current of the lightning beam, trembling all over.

"Impossible! Damn, what kind of creature is this!"

In the distance, the female sorceress saw that Tong Fu's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't believe it. Even though she was attacked by a powerful single-target spell as powerful as the lightning beam, the copper furnace was only a small piece of charred on the affected area. It didn't take long before he stood up again.

"My God! Such a powerful spell resistance!"

Jerome and the others were worried when they saw the copper furnace being hit by the lightning beam, but they were also surprised when they saw that the other party stood up as if nothing had happened.

The sorceress gritted her teeth and cast the spell again. This time she used the three-ring magic fireball, which was her last three-ring spell today. The attack of the lightning beam made her give up the extravagant hope of solving the copper furnace at once. Instead, she wanted to use a large area of ​​AOE to hurt everyone.

Seeing that the sorceress cast the familiar fireball spell, Imrik made the same casting gesture, "Counterspell!"

The poor sorceress felt the spell backlash that the sorcerer felt back then, and severe nausea surged into her heart, causing her to hold her head and bend over to vomit.

"How is it possible, how many magic storage equipment do you have? Damn it, you damn mages will use this kind of extraneous things."

The sorceress' morale went crazy, she wished she could kill the black-robed mage opposite immediately, tear up the other's proud face and step on her feet, but the negative effect brought by the backlash of the spell made her unable to even recite the spell.

The body of the black-robed mage was wrapped in a burst of silver mist, and he appeared beside the sorceress in an instant.

"Vampire's touch." A burst of dead green energy wrapped the pale left hand of the black-robed mage, reaching out to the sorceress.

The female sorceress recognized the three-ring necromancy spell, opened her pupils, and muttered: "Anything..."

Before the spell was finished, the sorceress was interrupted from trying to use the four-ring magic door to escape. As the black-robed mage's left hand touched her cheek, the vampire's touch was like a blood-sucking octopus, continuously sucking her life force into Imrik's body.

The emptiness and pain caused by the loss of vitality made the sorceress unable to stand still, and she was about to fall down. The black-robed mage gently hugged her and enjoyed the continuous influx of vitality until she turned into a dry corpse.

He let go and threw the opponent to the ground, and his body, which had completely lost moisture, was smashed into pieces.

The black-robed mage took out a handkerchief, wiped his left hand gracefully, and threw it on the sorceress' head.

The other two were also in a trance when they saw the death of the sorceress, and were soon chopped to death by Jerome and the copper furnace.

(End of this chapter)