Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 34

The paladin slashed the ghoul in front of him to death with a single sword, spraying out foul-smelling black blood, which was quickly burned into gas by the holy energy attached to the holy slash. The paladin pulled out his long sword exhaustedly, and the place on his shoulder that was attacked by the undead had already turned black. The strong negative energy eroded his body and made him even weaker.

"Little Yi! Quick!" The paladin yelled in the direction of the black-robed mage, his voice was already hoarse, and his throat had been damaged by fighting in a negative energy environment for a long time.

The black-robed mage gritted his teeth tightly, and the blue veins on the top of his head revealed his highly concentrated mental state at this time. He kept using the stray step to avoid the undead creatures attacking him, thinking about why he became like this.

A large group of high-level undead creatures suddenly appeared and ambushed them on the route they must pass. The people who were caught off guard quickly fell into a critical situation. Not long after the battle began, Hamlein was slashed by a ghoul with claws on his chest.

"Fireball!" The black-robed mage cast a spell, summoning a shining fireball, which hit the ground, and the blast wave instantly destroyed several skeletons including a vampire.

"The sky is mastered!" A pair of wings appeared behind the mage, and he flew in the air. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a vampire appeared behind him. The vampire held a sharp long sword and slashed at the thin back of the black-robed mage.

"Damn it!" Imrik had no choice but to perform the Lost Step again. He looked at the vampire in front of him angrily, and his long-term concentration made him feel tired.

"Summon Lightning Technique!" His fingertips sprayed out scorching lightning, shooting into the black sky.The dark cloud responded with a strong lightning, hitting the vampire in front of the mage's eyes.

"Ah!!" With a scream, the vampire in front of him was wiped out, and the dark clouds in the sky struck down four bolts of lightning again, sending the four corpses to Jaeger, the god of death.

After finally getting a breath, Imrik looked around. There were still a lot of high-level undead, and he couldn't hold on any longer. With so many undead, once he made a mistake, he would easily be buried here.

Just when he decided to abandon everyone and run away alone, a graceful figure appeared in front of him: "Close your eyes."

A soft voice passed over the ears of everyone present, followed by a high-pitched and powerful incantation: "Yang Yan explodes!"

The eight-ring evocation spell—Yang Yan Blast.

Light, was born.

A huge ball of fire appeared among many undead creatures, a huge shock wave came out from the center of the explosion, infinite light and heat radiated continuously as the shock wave spread, and powerful ultraviolet rays appeared in the cave that was rarely seen all year round.

Yes, a small sun, and the power it caused was extremely terrifying. In the center of the spell, the intense heat of the sun burst burned through the earth, and the hard stone turned into magma, which was covered with huge pits.

And the undead above it all died out, not only that, the spell brought a huge amount of ultraviolet rays, and the undead creatures outside the spell area were also wiped out under the strong light of Yang Yanburst.

Even with his eyes closed, his thin eyelids couldn't completely block the strong light. Imrik felt as if his eyes were looking directly at the sun, and red and black colors filled his eye sockets.

After a long time, until everything calmed down, a gentle voice came: "Open your eyes."

Everyone opened their eyes and saw a gentle red-haired woman standing in the air, but her vaguely transparent figure indicated the fact that she was a spirit body.

"Thank you for your help, ma'am, without you, we would all die here today." Imrik bowed gracefully to the other party, and said sincerely.

"You're welcome, your companion seems to be seriously injured, let me come and help you."

The red-haired woman floated to Hamlein's side, took out a bottle of red potion, and fed it into Hamlein's mouth.

The bard's injuries quickly recovered, and his breathing soon changed from short and weak to even.

The red-haired lady stood up in satisfaction, and said softly to the crowd: "Adventurers, don't go any further, this place is becoming more and more dangerous. Even I may not be able to save you in time at the deep level."

Imrik nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Dear lady, what do you mean by danger? Why are there so many high-level undead here?"

A flash of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the red-haired lady. She was still worried about finding a reason to introduce them to them: "Danger, of course, refers to my teacher, Helast Black Robe, who you call the "crazy mage". He has become more and more crazy recently. He keeps hoarding all kinds of high-level monsters and rushes to the upper floors near the ground. These monsters are probably one of them."

After hearing this, Jerome said anxiously: "Why did he rush to the ground? What does he want to do?"

The red-haired lady said pitifully: "Why else, we can't fathom the lunatic's thinking, it's nothing more than starting his 'hunting season' again."

"Hunting season?" Imrik asked with great interest. For some reason, he felt that something was wrong with this red-haired spirit, as if it had some other purpose.

In particular, the other party referred to Helast as a "teacher". He vaguely remembered reading the legends related to Waterdeep City. Among the seven apprentices of Helast Heipao, there seemed to be a red-haired woman, but she had long since disappeared. Why did she appear here in the form of a spirit?
"Yes, during the hunting season, Helast will release a large number of monsters every once in a while, ordering them to go to the surface to rob various creatures, including a large number of humans."

Imrik continued to ask: "I see. I noticed that you called him your teacher. Are you one of the seven legendary apprentices? If so, where did the other apprentices go?"

After finishing speaking, Imrik touched the top of his head embarrassingly and added: "Sorry, ma'am, I'm too obsessed with these legends, if you don't mind, you don't need to answer."

The lady smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter. I was one of the seven mage apprentices back then. As for the rest of the apprentices, most of them became my teacher's subordinates and helped my teacher achieve his various evil goals."

The paladin said angrily after hearing this: "Lathander, you are really an evil mage. Dear lady, I just heard you call him a teacher. Are you also a member of such an evil mage group?"

Imrik couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, the paladin's EQ probably fell to the bottom of the earth, how could he ask his savior like that, let alone, even if she was, you wouldn't be afraid to ask something bad?
Fortunately, the red-haired woman only chuckled when she heard this: "If I also worked for him, how could I save you? I have a long history with him, and have an indelible hatred. Adventurers, I wonder if you have time to sit down and listen to this history?"

Imrik smiled, "Of course."

(End of this chapter)