A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

The raging chaotic magic storm lasted for a full five minutes from start to finish.

By the time it ended, the surrounding woods and monster camps had already been ravaged to pieces.

Large swathes of towering trees that once had lush branches and leaves now only have their main trunks that were severely carbonized near the roots, and some still have embers from the fire.

As for the corpses of the dead monsters, most of them looked like rag dolls that had been smashed and run over with a sledgehammer. Their original race and appearance could not be distinguished at all, leaving only a pile of rotten flesh wrapped in skin.

As long as it is slightly squeezed by an external force, it will immediately explode with a bang, spraying a mixture of broken bones, flesh, and internal organs everywhere.

In addition, the surrounding magic network is also severely distorted under the influence of the chaotic magic storm, and it may not be possible to restore it to its original state within a few months of effort.

There is no doubt that the astonishing power of the [Spell Disaster] card far exceeded Zuo Si's expectations.

It may be that he involved too many magic cards in the cemetery, causing everything within the scope of the storm, including the soil and stones on the ground, to turn into tiny particles like sand.

To be precise, this land was completely deserted due to the ravages of magical power.

Looking at the doomsday scene in front of him, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Okay, now I finally know why so many places in Faerun have been turned into deserts by powerful magical power. It seems that this card will still be there in the future. It’s better to use it sparingly. Otherwise, sooner or later, it will be regarded as a huge threat by the druids and gods who advocate protecting nature.”

Anyone who knows a little bit about the history and geography of Faerûn knows this.

In this ancient continent, there was no such extreme terrain as desert.

The three major deserts now exist, almost without exception, were caused by some horrific magical disaster.

Among them, in the "Kalin Desert" in the south, a large-scale war broke out between the wind djinn and the efreet djinn who came from across the plane, causing the originally prosperous and prosperous land to completely turn into an endless sea of ​​sand.

The "Enook Desert" on the ruins of the Netherese civilization in the north was sucked dry of the vitality and magic power of the surrounding environment by the terrifying demon-sucking creature "Phaelin Demon Sunflower", eventually forming the largest desert in Faerûn. of a desert.

The easternmost "Luoyan Desert" was created out of thin air in a great war between the "Imasca Empire", another human magical civilization in ancient times, and the gods now known as the "Enser God System" of.

In the past, Zuo Si always felt that these legends and historical records should be greatly exaggerated.

But today, after seeing the damage caused by the [Spell Disaster] with his own eyes, he suddenly realized.

When two or more powerful magical energies intertwine with each other to form a chaotic magic storm that can sweep everything and destroy everything, everyone who tries to cast spells or use magic items nearby will automatically become a battery that provides energy for the chaotic magic storm. .

If it is a large-scale war or campaign, thousands of spellcasters are involved.

In addition, the storm can also draw part of its power from the twisted magic network.

Then it is not difficult to permanently change the natural environment of a large area.

After understanding the working principle of the [Spell Disaster] card, Zuo Si turned his attention to the motionless red dragon corpse lying on the ground not far away.

You don't need to ask to know that after being ravaged by the magic storm for so long, Bertorgas, the male red dragon in his prime, is already dead.

However, the dragon's inherent magic resistance did not turn him into a pile of rotten flesh wrapped in skin like other monsters or the summoned mage allies.

Quite the opposite!

Except for the wings that were damaged by the soldiers and the orc Rhett, and the brain that was turned into a paste by the chaotic magic storm, the rest of the body was basically intact.

Especially the thick scales covering the body surface did not show any serious scratches.

Just when Zuo Si came closer and was about to squat down to take a closer look, he suddenly felt a slight vibration on the ground.

Followed by a rapid sound of horse hooves from far to near.

In about a few minutes, a group of cavalrymen holding torches rushed in.

When they saw the huge corpse of the dragon on the ground and the surrounding environment that had been ravaged beyond recognition by the chaotic magic storm, they were all shocked and speechless without exception.

"Sos! Are you okay?"

Ailuolin was the first to turn over and jump off the horse, and immediately planned to use "Holy Treatment".

But Zuo Si waved his hand to stop him: "No need to treat me. I'm fine, I didn't suffer any harm."

"Lord Soth, was it you who caused the chaotic magic storm just now?"

The old mage who came with the cavalry asked impatiently.

As an arcane spellcaster, he could be affected by how seriously the surrounding magic network was distorted at this moment.

Most mages, warlocks, and bards would probably not be able to successfully release magic in this environment.

Even if the release is successful, it will probably be far from the original effect.

"Yes. This red dragon is more difficult to deal with than I expected. He even summoned six mage allies after being injured. As a last resort, I had no choice but to use my own trump card."

As he said that, Zuo Si pointed at the mysterious people on the ground who had been changed beyond recognition and even blown into corpses.

However, although the bodies could not be identified, their clothing and some belongings were well preserved.

"What? This red dragon has allies!"

Upon hearing the news, Count Wicks Targett's expression suddenly changed. He quickly dismounted and took his entourage and soldiers with him, and began to search for valuable clues in a pile of rotten meat with a pungent smell of blood.

After a while, he and his men found six rings with almost identical shapes.

The biggest feature of these rings is that they are not set with gemstones, but with a lifelike mark.

The mark resembles a flame with two eyes at the top and a claw at the bottom.

A high-ranking priest of Thom, a person of loyalty and courage, just glanced at it and immediately exclaimed: "The emblem of the Dragon Worship Cult! This dragon is actually related to the Dragon Worship Cult?"

"What? The Dragon Cult? That group of crazy organizations that want to transform all dragons into dracolich, and then conquer and rule the world?"

Count Wicks Targett's voice suddenly rose an octave.

We can't blame the lord of Mylatma City for making such a fuss.

It is true that the Dragon Worship Cult is too notorious throughout Faerûn.

Wherever they are active in areas, terrible disasters will inevitably break out.

Its founder, Sammaster, was once the elector and lover of the goddess of magic. He also had an affair with Alustriel Silverhand, one of the seven sisters of the North who was also an elector.

However, under the deliberate guidance of a follower of Bane, the god of tyranny, he eventually fell into darkness due to his overly paranoid personality and fragile heart, embarking on a crazy path of no return.

Count Wix Target shuddered at the thought that there was an evil red dragon working with the Dragon Cult near his territory.

After all, a living dragon is difficult enough to deal with.

If this dragon transforms itself into a lich that can be infinitely resurrected, and comes to cause trouble near Mylatma every once in a while, no one can resist it.

"Fortunately, he and the members of the Dragon Worship Cult are all dead. Otherwise, if he were seriously injured and ran away, the consequences would be unimaginable." The old mage sighed with lingering fear.

The high-ranking priest who was loyal to Tom, the Body of Courage, nodded with deep understanding: "Yes! If a dragon is too seriously injured, those madmen will take the opportunity to persuade him to accept the ritual of transforming the dracolich. Once the transformation is successful, this dragon will The dragon will definitely seek revenge and even secretly plot terrible plots."

It has to be said that the sudden summons of these Dragon Worshiping allies by Bertorgas directly saved Zuo Si a lot of explanations.

As the saying goes, "Facts speak louder than words."

Nothing creates more tension than an evil red dragon paired with the Dragon Cult.