Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 9 Druid Magic

In the middle of the night, the caravan stopped to rest again, and everyone built a bonfire one by one, preparing to spend the last night in the Twilight Forest.

Ella was taking care of her elder brother Ashur in the tent at this time. The male wood elf was seriously injured, and even if the bleeding was temporarily stopped, he could hardly move.

Imrik stood outside the tent and watched everything quietly. The moment he saw Ashur, he knew that he was a druid, but he didn't know what his professional level was.

In the world of Faerun, every spellcaster profession can make spell scrolls of their own faction, only basic scroll materials and magic crystal powder are needed.

But among all factions, only mages can learn spells by transcribing the models on the spell scrolls, and mages can only learn arcane spells through this ability.

But Imrik is different. With the Book of Infinity, he can copy the spells of all factions, which of course also includes the druid's natural magic.

Druids are a group of people who believe in the will of nature. They practice the will of nature and try to bring balance to all things.

Druids exist like priests, but they don't believe in any gods, they only believe in nature itself.

Therefore, the druid's natural magic list has many spells that the priest's magic list does not have.

Imrik has learned from the goblin warlock that the priest can treat serious injuries. At this time, Assyria is seriously injured and needs his help urgently.

He surveyed the situation and decided to test it out, so he coughed lightly, which caught Ayla's attention.

Ella looked back and saw Imrik, and asked suspiciously, "Master, what's the matter?"

Imrik looked at Ella with a smile and said, "Your brother is seriously injured. We have to drive all day tomorrow. If we don't get medical treatment as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be some sequelae."

Ella sighed, and said, "We don't have any healing scrolls for divine spells, and there are no priests here. I know his injuries are serious, and I... I'm really worried too. But I can't help it..."

As she spoke, Ella covered her face and began to cry.

Imrik squatted down lightly and grabbed the back of Ella's hand. This move could bring strangers closer. He said:

"Don't worry, I can treat him."

Ella looked up at him, and said with tears in her eyes: "Really? Please help me, I will promise you whatever you ask."

Imrik smiled and said: "Healing him is of course possible. I am not only a mage, but also a part-time job as a priest. Treating serious injuries can make his injuries heal.

However, I hope to have some druid magic scrolls. I am a collector and like to collect spell scrolls of various professions.

Therefore, I hope you will give me all his spell scrolls, and promise me that after he wakes up, let him transcribe all the magic scrolls he has mastered. Of course, I can provide the materials. "

Ella nodded sharply and said, "Of course! No problem, you've helped us a lot. I promise you such a small request for my brother."

Imrik stood up in satisfaction, stretched his hand to the top of Assyria's head, and prayed for the blessing of the gods: "Heal the serious injury."

The second ring of magic - to treat serious injuries.

A burst of gentle white light enveloped Assyria's whole body, and it stopped after a while. At this time, all the small wounds on Assyria's body had disappeared, and the huge wound on his chest had also scabbed over.

Assyria opened his eyes, and a tinge of blood appeared on his pale face.

He looked at Imrik blankly, and then asked Ella, "What's wrong with me, I feel the breath of magic."

Ella explained the situation to him just now, and Assyria said gratefully to Imrik:
"Thank you for your help, this is the magic scroll on me, I will copy the rest of my magic in these two days and give it to you.

Your help cannot be repaid by these spell scrolls. I, Ashur Green Forest, swear in the name of the way of nature that I will definitely find an opportunity to repay you in the future. "

As he said that, Assyria took out three spell scrolls from the backpack next to him.

Imrik smiled and waved his hands. He had no idea that any spell would be extremely powerful in Imrik's hands. How could Imrik be so smart as to be in a losing business?

"No need to do that, the magic scroll you copied is the biggest reward for me. If you really can't bear it, then give me some more scrolls in the future, haha."

Imrik blinked and said.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Imrik returned to his tent with three spell scrolls.

As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't wait to spread out the three spell scrolls, which were respectively.

A ring of magic - the eye of the falcon

The second ring of magic - the net of thorns, mastered by the sky.

Among them, Falcon's Eye greatly increases the caster's long-sightedness ability and increases the accuracy of archery.

The second-level divine spell, the web of thorns, is an AOE spell that can cause grass, bushes, and even trees to grow spikes and entangle creatures in or about to enter the range.The spell's area becomes obstructed terrain, and creatures that enter it are frustrated and take piercing damage.

However, creatures with the effect of a "freedom of movement" spell or with the forest walk trait are not affected by this spell.

The last spell, sky mastery, caught Imrik's eyes. Sky mastery can make the caster grow disembodied feathers or bat wings.The caster's flying speed is 90 feet, and the flexibility is superior. Most importantly, the duration of the spell does not affect the caster's release of any other spells.

With this spell, Imrik is no threat to monsters like goblin spiders who can't fly and have no spell-like abilities.

After transcribing all the spells, Imrik came outside the tent and blessed himself with a Falcon's Eye to test the effect.

A burst of spell brilliance flashed, and Imrik's eyesight suddenly improved a lot, and he could see far away even in the dark night. He walked to the border of the camp and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, he saw clusters of black shadows running towards this side.His pupils trembled, it was a goblin spider!There are at least two dozen in number.

He hurried back to the camp and shouted: "Get ready to fight! Enemy attack! A large number of goblin spiders are coming!"

When everyone got up, Imrik tore open the scroll held by the sky and chanted the spell aloud. A pair of disembodied feathered wings unfolded from behind him, and he flew into the air.

Imrik flew to the east side of the camp and released three greasy spells in a row. He was going to repeat the same trick, using greasy spells with fire to clean up the first wave of monsters.

After releasing the greasy spell, he sang loudly again.

Second-level spells—second-level monster summoning.

A large purgatory centipede was summoned by Imric. The purgatory centipede is not afraid of fire, and the centipede will not be tripped by the greasy technique. They walk on the ground.

He sent the purgatory centipede to climb to the area of ​​the greasy technique, stretched out his hands, and summoned two colorful balls - flame charging.

The rest of the people were ready to fight to the death after the first wave of monsters broke through the greasy technique defense line.

Old John took out a pinch of red, yellow, and blue powder, and stood in the front line of the crowd, ready to throw out a colorful spray to blind the spider before the spider approached, and then retreated to the back.

(End of this chapter)