Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 63 Killing Manson

"Blessing!" "Spell Invalidation Barrier!" Jinlong blessed himself with two spells in a row. Blessing can enhance his physical ability, and the spell ineffective barrier can resist spells that do not exceed the fourth ring.

The bald mage saw that the golden dragon was still stubbornly resisting, sneered, raised his scepter and pointed it at him, and the jewel on the top of the scepter lit up: "Super magic effect——Aurora ray!"

The power of this powerful evocation ice-type eight-ring spell was doubled after the scepter itself was amplified by the supermagic effect. A thick frost-white ray was shot from the jewel of the scepter and hit Aurenax.

As a true fire dragon, the golden dragon itself is afraid of frost attacks. Coupled with the powerful magic power of the bald mage, this eight-ring spell immediately pierced the golden dragon's chest, and an endless stream of ice continued to spread from the wound. In a few seconds, the golden dragon would be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Imrik was startled when he saw the powerful magic power of the bald mage. The scepter in the opponent's hand was probably the legendary super magic scepter. Just as he was about to release the Holy Judgment for the Golden Dragon, he had the opportunity to continue fighting.

A blue brilliance flashed, and a man with black hair and black beard and serious face appeared beside Jinlong. He held a scepter and raised his left hand to aim at the aurora ray in front of Jinlong.

The black-haired man looked at the bald-headed mage indifferently, and said lightly: "Mansong, do you think that with a clone, you can be unscrupulous in my deep water city?"

The moment Mansong saw the black-haired man appear, he immediately raised his hand to read the spell, but the black-haired man moved faster, and he whispered the spell: "Time stops."

In an instant, everything in the world stopped running. Mansong looked at the other party angrily, and fell into a standstill. Only the black-haired man walked to Mansong's side unaffected.

"Delayed burst fireball." The black-haired man tapped the opponent with his scepter, and a fireball the size of a watermelon appeared beside Mansong. However, due to the influence of time stop, the fireball was like a forbidden painting, and even a trace of flame remained motionless.

The black-haired man returned to the original place and tapped the ground with his scepter. In an instant, the world flowed again. Before Mansong could react, the fireball beside him exploded. The soaring flames engulfed Mansong and his subordinates behind him like a demon in the fire. The strong shock wave knocked out cracks in the surrounding walls, and the whole hall shook like an earthquake.

Mansong howled in pain in the flames, resisted the severe pain and performed the Lost Step, and appeared thirty feet away, a burst of red flames lit up on his surface, and a ring in his hand had shattered.

Obviously, under the powerful seven-ring spell of the delayed burst fireball, Mansong escaped death with a precious high-level resistance to energy damage ring as the price.

Panting heavily, Mansong looked at the other party angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "It's really amazing, Black Stick, but do you think you have won? Do you want to go up and see what has become of your Deep Water City?"

The black-haired man's face changed, he cast some kind of reconnaissance spell, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "Have you colluded with that lunatic Helast?"

Mansong laughed, and he said happily: "Cooperation? I dare not cooperate with a lunatic. I just told him when to start his bullshit hunting season, when you are most inseparable."

The black-haired man's face changed rarely. He hesitated, and finally said to Imrik and the others: "Aurenax, I need your help. Opposite is a clone of a legendary mage, but now he can only cast spells lower than the seventh level and a ninth-level spell. I need you to hold him here. Waterdeep City has been attacked, and I have to leave."

After speaking, without waiting for Jinlong's response, he cast a spell to heal Jinlong's injury, and teleported away.

Jinlong recovered from his injuries and stood on the spot looking at Mansong vigilantly. The black rod threw him a huge problem, but as the leader of a good dragon, he couldn't sit back and watch innocent people die. Even if he sacrificed his life today, he would make the evil mage opposite him suffer.

Panting, Mansong climbed up and cast a recovery spell to heal himself, but the healing was minimal. He was not a Chosen like a black rod, and he did not have powerful healing spells. As a mage, healing has always been one of his weaknesses.

He resisted the burning pain, and said with a calm smile: "Don't worry, I don't plan to run away with such a good opportunity, are you ready to die, Jinlong?"

Jin Long didn't reply to his words, but said to Imrik and Renner: "You all pay attention to safety, I will do my best."

Imrik nodded. The mage's current poor state is not completely without opportunities.

Jinlong rushed up, intending to fight Mansong, but how could this clone of the legendary mage give him a chance? A silver mist flickered, and he disappeared from the spot and teleported to the back of Jinlong.

"Magic power prison." Mansong chanted the spell, and an invisible force field prison imprisoned the golden dragon. This powerful force field energy could not be broken even by a golden dragon with brute force.

"Lightning beam!" Imrik took advantage of Mansong to cast a spell, and also cast the spell with the strongest single-target damage that he has mastered so far.

Thick electric current spurted out from Imrik's hand, but for some reason, the gorgeous mage robe on Mansong's body absorbed a large amount of electric current like a sponge.

"Oh!" Mansong yelled in pain, and looked back at Imrik. He didn't expect that this tiny low-level mage would dare to sneak attack him. If the great mage's robe on his body didn't absorb a lot of damage, he might capsize in the gutter.

"Damn it. The magic resistance is too high." Imrik's face was gloomy. Mansong's strength was beyond his expectation. A magic prison had crippled the most powerful combat power, and his spells couldn't cause much damage.

The duration of the magic prison is increased by two hours for each caster level. With the Manson clone at least as high as the caster level of 17, the golden dragon can no longer count on it.

This spell, like the force field wall, can only be broken by disintegration, but everyone present does not know this spell.

Imrik didn't dare to release spells easily anymore. Such a powerful mage must always have counter-spells. If he used spells indiscriminately, he might fall into a situation of backlash.

"We can only wait for Mansong to unlock the magic prison on his own initiative."

Thinking of this, Imrik used the lost step to stay away from Manshin.

Sure enough, seeing Imrik leave, Mansong turned back and focused on the golden dragon again. For him, a small low-level mage can be easily destroyed, so there is no need to worry.

"How should I deal with you?" Mansong murmured, staring at Jinlong.

(End of this chapter)