Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 156 Gift

Warlocks' spellcasting abilities all come from their masters. Unlike normal spellcasting professions, their spell slots are very precious. Warlocks below level ten can usually only cast spells at most twice a day.

Yes, there are so few, but if the warlock uses up these two spells and still needs to cast spells that day, he can also spend time and rituals praying to his suzerain to let his suzerain restore his spells. position, and whether he can successfully recover at this time depends on his relationship with his sect master.

Therefore, the spell slots of warlocks are really very valuable, but as compensation, they do not need to consume casting materials at all when casting spells. At the same time, the actual effectiveness of the spells released is proportional to their professional level, which means that a person who can cast Even if a warlock with the fourth-level fire wall spell releases a first-level burning hand, the effectiveness of his spell can reach the intensity of a fourth-level spell.

However, the highest level spell that a warlock can normally release is only level 11. If he wants to release more powerful spells, his professional level must reach level . At that time, they can obtain a kind of magic called mysterious magic. special power.

This ability is essentially still given by his suzerain. The specific explanation is that the warlock's contracted suzerain has delegated authority, allowing the warlock to release advanced spells that match his current level once a day.

For example, Tavis, as a level 12 warlock, can release any six-ring warlock spell once a day through the mysterious method. If his professional level reaches level 13, he can release a seven-ring spell once. At level 15, you can cast an eight-level spell once, and at level 17, you can cast a nine-level spell once a day!

But even so, their spellcasting conditions are still very harsh, so for the magicians, spell abilities are only a means to assist them in melee combat. It is not the spells that really support the combat effectiveness of the magicians, but their interaction with their masters. The natural ability given to them when they signed the contract is - magic power summoning.

"Anyway is a fourth-level spell. If a magician wants to master a fourth-level spell, his professional level must reach at least level seven. A seventh-level magician must have at least four magic summoning talents."

"The opponent is a magician from the Demonic Contract of the Blade, which means that he must have the talent of Demonic Blade of Thirst, and he has also exposed Demon Vision before, which means that he has at least two unexposed natural ability.”

"But as long as his professional level does not exceed level 15, the magic energy summons he can obtain will not be strong enough to change the current situation, and he will not be able to cause any trouble. There is no doubt that he retreated directly when he faced me head-on. It also confirms this, this guy’s professional level is definitely not high.”

"I can definitely kill him!"

Thinking of this, Nohill immediately spread his wings and wanted to fly directly into the air to search for this guy's location. But just when he had just taken a few steps and had no time to take off, a message came to Nohill's mind. Zhong made him stop moving.

"...The unlucky guy actually teleported there."

Nohir chuckled and stopped immediately, turning around to help Ska deal with the little devils who couldn't fly, and Ska asked with some confusion.

"What's wrong Nohir, what happened?"

"It's okay, I know where that guy went. He didn't completely escape. Instead, he chose to teleport to the dungeon below, hoping to summon the cultists to resist...or to collect some treasures before running away."

"But he came at the wrong time. That guy Tavis is quite strong. When the unlucky guy went down, he happened to bump into Tavis who was killing other cultists."

——Five minutes ago.

In the underground Zariel Temple, Tavis walked into the temple with Qislin and two other controlled cultists.

At this time, there were more than 20 similarly dressed cultists scattered throughout the temple. They were either kneeling in front of the statue of Zariel in the form of a fallen angel to pray, or sitting on a bench by the wall to wipe their weapons, or Several people sat around the table discussing among themselves their depraved interests.

"Oh, sir, you are here again, I wonder how we can serve you this time?"

A Thorn Demon that was originally squatting on the beam flew down directly after seeing Tavis' arrival, and asked Tavis in a flattering tone.

However, Tavis, who was under control, completely ignored his meaning. Instead, he walked directly through the cultists to Zariel's statue, turned around to face the many cultists, and then suddenly opened his hands and said to everyone . "Come, believers, come and accept this gift, this gift from the depths of hell."

All the cultists were attracted by what Tavis said, and they involuntarily put down what they were doing and gathered in front of the statue.

Qi Silin and the two cultists stood silently behind Tavis, while everyone else stood in front of them curiously, even the Thorn Demon, but this guy had more to think about than the others, and he knew Tavis' true identity, so he had even begun to have sweet dreams at this time. Could it be that Tavis wanted to arrange promotion for them because of their hard work?

But before his sweet dream was over, these people suddenly heard a hazy sound.

"Well, did you hear anything?"

"It seemed like something was broken. I couldn't hear it clearly."

"Lord Tavis, do you want to arrange for someone to investigate?"

Because they were underground, even if Nohir made a lot of noise when he penetrated the wall, these people still didn't feel anything too obvious. However, some of the more alert people still proposed the idea of ​​​​investigating, and this Tavis finally responded to them.

"No, don't bother."

"Things like that are just trivial, aren't they? Isn't the most important thing for you right now, waiting for the gift I prepared for you?"

A strange wave emanated from Tavis's mouth, and everyone present who heard this sentence fell into confusion for a while, but then followed.

"Yes, that's right, we have to wait."

"Gifts, expecting gifts."

"Let me get promoted."

"Nothing else is important, this is important."

"..."

All the cultists fell into a strange trance, and then began to have an even more inexplicable persistence in this inexplicable event. If there are no accidents in the next 24 hours, they will all stay here and wait for Tavis. A gift that doesn’t exist, and it’s all because of——

Mysterious secret method: Six-ring group suggestion.

Facing the people who were in a trance, Tavisi didn't hesitate at all. He opened his hand and grabbed it. The red force field whip appeared directly in his hand, and then he began to swing the butcher knife at the dense crowd in front of him.

"Accept this gift, accept this gift to hell."

　Thanks to Stand-Proud, ILLARG, book friend 20201208230126518, good books are hard to find, whale songs are everywhere in the sea, Youhai, I am so cute and cute, you found a human being, reader 1650466877926854656, Youyou fish head, I hope to sleep often I don’t want to wake up book friends for their support!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)