Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 46 The Dragon and Gold Tribulation ([-])

Imrik ignored his provocation and continued to cast the spell instead: "Level [-] summons undead creatures."

The black breath of death condensed from the hands of the black-robed mage, and following his ominous spell, a ghoul crawled out of the black light.

"Manipulate the dead body." The mage cast the three-ring spell again, turning the half-orc's body into a zombie.

Facing Psions, undead creatures are always the best choice, being immune to the mind, they are the natural enemies of these spiritual power users.

Zombies and ghouls charged at the mind flayer. The purple monster panicked when it saw two undead creatures rushing towards it. Its purple octopus head lit up and pointed at each other.

"Shock wave!" A wave of force field surged from the mind flayer's fingertips, knocking the two undead creatures approaching against the wall.

This psychic ability has reached the level of a second-level spell. Although he didn't know what kind of trick the octopus head was using, he compared it with the spell in his heart and analyzed it. This octopus head should have used a second-level ability.

The black-robed mage stretched out his hand, aimed at the mind flayer from a distance, and chanted a spell: "Lightning beam!"

Three-ring spell - lightning bolt.

The intense electric light gathered in the mage's palm with a whining sound, and a thick electric current burst out instantly, shooting towards the mind flayer.

The purple monster saw the lightning strike at him at an unavoidable speed, and quickly used the psychic power "Time Leap!"

The mind flayer disappeared in place in an instant, and the lightning beam penetrated its original position and hit the wall, and the intense heat burned a big hole.

Imrik looked around vigilantly, wondering what psychic power the mind flayer used to disappear.

After a few tens of seconds, there was a flicker, and the mind flayer suddenly reappeared in place again. While running towards the mage, it stretched out its slender and twisted left hand, and roared hoarsely: "Death impulse!"

Imrik felt a great danger rushing into his heart, and quickly thought, a silver mist wrapped the mage and teleported back 30 feet, then repeated the same trick, teleported back 30 feet again, and the dangerous intuition in his mind disappeared.

"Mind twisting or instant death spells. You can't get too close, psychic powers are too weird." Imric made a judgment in his heart.

"Phantom Binding!" The mage chanted the spell, pointing at the mind flayer charging towards him.

Arcane power connected his hands to the mind flayer with black chains, and ribbons of shadows burst from his designated center, entwining the mind flayer tightly.

The mind flayer let out a roar, and a wave of mind waves scattered from its body, "Mind blast!"

But the power of the mind could not shake the shadow itself, the mage stood far away from the mind blast, and pointed his hand at the mind flayer: "Lightning beam!"

The intense lightning roared and slammed into the mind flayer following the mage's will. The moment it touched, it burned its soft and wet head into charcoal, and the shadow chains were withdrawn from his body to the ground. The headless body trembled from time to time on the ground due to the electric current.

Imrik heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The mind flayer is indeed one of the monsters that adventurers are most afraid of encountering. Its strength is simply outrageous. If he hadn't had unlimited spell slots to release his wandering steps and strike with a long-distance lightning beam, he would have been killed by its psychic powers.

He walked towards the body of the mind flayer expectantly, and rummaged through it. It is said that mind casters possess a thing called a power stone, which records their own power model.

Imrik pulled the storage glove from the mind flayer's hand and took out the contents. In addition to some gold coins and brains, there were actually more than 20 spiritual stones, which meant more than 20 spiritual power models.

Imrik excitedly put these stones in his pocket. These abilities cannot be copied directly like spell models, and Imrik will have to go back and spend a few days to analyze them first.

"Heal serious injuries." The black-robed mage walked to Fren who was dying on the ground, and the light of divine magic lit up in his hand, healing the wound on his body.

"Oh, my God! My head hurts so much, damn mind flayer, what kind of trick is this?" Apollo, who was hit by the wall, stood up holding his forehead at this moment, and his mind was severely traumatized by the powerful force of Mind Blast.

"Go back and eat some soothing grass, rest for a few days, and remember to sleep more. Psychic attacks are easy to leave sequelae." Imrik glanced at him and said.

"Thank you! Thank you for saving me, Mister Mage! Please go home with me. I still have some gold coins, and I will give them to you as a thank you." Fren also came to his senses at this time, seeing that the half-orc who had just ravaged him had turned into coke, he said gratefully to Imric.

The mage waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need, we also accepted the commission from His Excellency Varo. He asked us to find you, and he has already paid for you."

Fren was stunned when he heard this, his lips moved slightly, as if he was about to cry with emotion, he didn't expect that even in this desperate situation, his good friend would not give up on him.

"Let's go, I don't want to stay in this stinking sewer for a moment." Apollo said disgustedly. Although he liked adventure, such a dirty environment made him really unbearable.

The mage nodded and called out an invisible servant to help Fren. The three of them returned the same way and climbed up the ladder of the stone well. The guests in the tavern were shocked when they saw the three people climbing up from the sewer. Fortunately, the mage's mage robe deterred everyone and prevented them from asking more questions.

"Fren! My dear friend!" Back at Dunan's Tavern, Valo saw Fren rushing over to hug him excitedly, and Fren was also moved and howled.

Seeing the ecstasy of the two crying there, Imrik couldn't help coughing lightly. Valo reacted, and quickly turned to them and said, "Thank you, adventurers, thank you for bringing my friend back. Here, this is your reward."

He handed over the title deed to the mage, and Imrik accepted it with a smile and said, "In this case, we won't bother you to reminisce about the old days, and I will go back to rest for two days."

The two of Imrik walked out of the tavern, and the mage said to Apollo: "I will dispose of this land deed at that time, and I will share half of the amount with you."

Apollo waved his hand and said, "Take it, the experience of this adventure is enough for me. Besides, the most important thing I need is money. I don't like this money."

Imrik took back the title deed with a smile: "In that case, I'd rather be obedient than respectful, so I'll go back first."

Apollo laughed and said: "If there are adventures in the future, don't forget me."

When he got home, Imrik took out the power stone, and for the next two days he would concentrate on analyzing the model inside.

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(End of this chapter)