Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 72

It didn't take long for the sandstorm to pass over the oasis. After confirming its safety, the caravan set foot on the road again.

"This sandstorm is really evil. I swear, I have lived in this desert for more than 30 years, and I have never seen such a large-scale sandstorm." Even though the natural disaster has been safely escaped, the caravan guide still sighed with lingering fear.

Imrik also felt deeply. If he wanted, he agreed that he could use magic to set off a sandstorm and sweep everyone present into the sky, but compared with the natural disaster just now, it was nothing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little thankful that this group of Bedai barbarians had established a base here. Although the two sides had conflicts, they did solve a big problem for them.

Due to the previous conflict in the fortress, everyone in the caravan looked at Imrik in awe at this time, and they crushed to death those strong fighters who seemed to have strong physical fitness at first glance, which was in line with their imagination of the omnipotent "Master Master".

"The eyes of the sky." Imrik put his hands in front of his eyes, and his eyes burst into white light instantly.

Three-ring druid magic - the eye of the sky.

After suffering a loss, Imrik became more cautious and cast this spell with an effect similar to [Weather Forecast] every few hours to detect the possibility of sandstorms in a large area.

Fortunately, until now, there has been no sign of any dust storms.

In fact, this kind of situation is very rare. In the great desert of Enook, sandstorms are very common extreme weather, and even a single blow can last for several days. Some travelers who lost their lives on this vast land were murdered by sand robbers, but more were buried under the yellow sand that filled the sky.

In the next few days, the caravan and others returned to the route of the Black Road and moved forward slowly. Thanks to Imrik's "weather forecast", there was no major danger.

The members of the Dragonlance Adventure Group are also happy to be at leisure. If this is the case all the way, I am afraid that they have taken over the easiest task in history.

"Little Yi, how long do you plan to stay after you go to Myth Drannor?" Domira came to Imrik on a camel and asked carelessly.

"If there's nothing else to do, why not just take the risk with us, with you as a mage, it's really convenient for you to do anything."

Imrik smiled slightly and said, "I'm going to Myth Drannor this time. I plan to join the mage academy there for further study. I'm afraid I don't have time for now."

Domira had a look of pity. The adventures of the four of them had never been so comfortable. Hamlein, that bastard, could barely be considered a spellcaster, but compared to a mage, it was not a bit worse.

She said with a look of missing five hundred gold coins: "Hey, well, sure enough, there must be a caster in the team to be a complete adventure group!"

Hamlein at the side said dissatisfiedly, "Hey! Baba, what do you mean, I'm not human."

Domira glanced at him sideways, and sneered disdainfully: "Hehe, if you count, I can count when I become an assassin in the future."

When Hamlein heard this, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and scolded Domira.

Jerome next to him suddenly became irritable, and he whispered, "Stop arguing, I feel something is wrong."

The people around were stunned when they saw Jerome's performance. The performance of this always sunny and gentle paladin was unusual at this time.

The paladin looked around at the sky, as if sensing something, he said hesitantly, "I feel like there is."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, four black figures emerged from the sand around the caravan, and quickly rushed towards the crowd with a machete in their hands.

These are a group of lizard-like humanoid creatures, naked and with four arms. Each of them holds four scimitars. As soon as they rush in, they slaughter the caravan guards like melons and vegetables.

"Damn it!" The dwarf cursed, he hated this kind of lizard-like creatures the most, picked up the hammer and rushed towards these creatures.

These lizard creatures benefit from their four arms, and their melee skills are very powerful. The four scimitars are so airtight that the dwarves were almost beheaded by a lizardman after a while.

Everyone in the Dragon Gun Adventure Group saw that Zach was at a disadvantage, and hurried up to help. The pressure dropped a lot immediately after several people joined.

Imrik frowned. He recognized a few famous Ethiopian lizards on the opposite side. These cold-blooded and cruel creatures love to eat people, and they often play the role of sand robbers to block roads and plunder on the black road.

Their melee strength is very strong. With their flexibility, he even saw an Ethiopian lizard man playing with the copper furnace and scratching his whole body with a knife.

The black-robed mage stretched out a hand, pointing to the sky, holding his pale palm, the sound of electric current resounded in the air, and the long silver hair exposed under the mage's cloak fluttered slightly as if charged with electricity.

The mage lowered his eyes slightly, locked on the position of the Ethiopian lizard, and chanted an inexplicable spell calmly and forcefully: "Summon Thunder."

Three-ring spell-calling thunder.

A blue thunder shot from his hand to the sky, a dark cloud rose under the hot and bright sun, and the silver-white thunder and lightning were faintly visible in the cloud.

"Boom?" A thunderbolt slammed down from the sky, cutting through the air like a sharp sword, and hit an Ethiopian lizard.

The powerful electric current caused extremely high temperature, and the Ethiopian lizard man was covered in scorched black and fell to the ground.

But these elite monsters obviously have good spell resistance, and withstanding a thunderous force, the Ethiopian lizard stood up again unsteadily.

Seeing that the other party did not die, Imrik raised his eyebrows, flicked his fingers slightly, and the remaining three thunderbolts contained in the dark cloud struck down one after another.

"Boom boom boom!" One after another thunderbolt hit the poor Ethiopian lizard man, and after enduring four lightning summoning attacks, it was completely turned into a scorched corpse.

After the remaining three Ethiopian lizardmen discovered the tragic death of their companions, they noticed that there was a spellcaster in this team. Obviously, these cold-blooded creatures must have frequent contact with spellcasters in their daily lives. After discovering Imrik's powerful magic power, they left the enemy in front of them and rushed towards him without hesitation.

Imrik turned his head to look at the three Ethiopian lizardmen, raised his hand to face the three lizardmen, and 45 points of psychic enhancement surged out instantly.

The third-level ability-the power of telekinetic control.

The powerful thought power engulfed the three lizardmen. These Ethiopian lizardmen were obviously excellent fighters, but their will was vulnerable in front of Imrik, and they could not resist the control of thought power at all.

(End of this chapter)