Lord of Spells from Faerûn

The barbarians on the battlefield of Bryn Shander had lost their fighting spirit under the magic bombarded by the mysterious mage standing in the sky. One by one, they began to put down their human and dwarf opponents and headed towards King Biog. Run halfway up the mountain, preparing to obey the opponent's orders, or escape from the battlefield through the [Icewind Pass] opposite the Bremen Trail.

When the barbarians halfway up the mountain heard someone rushing up the east slope, they assumed that Heefstad had finished his battle there and joined them to take down Bryn Sander in one fell swoop. Then Beorg saw the army led by King Heafstad fleeing to the north to the Icewind Pass, which is a road opposite the Bremen Pass and sandwiched between Lake Denisha and the west of the Great Cone of Cairn. . The leader of the wolf tribe knew his men were in trouble. He immediately and loudly announced his immediate retreat without leaving any room, and then asked the men and horses around him to rush in the opposite direction, hoping to regroup with Halfdan and the people of the Bear Tribe and rescue as many of his men as possible.

Before he could completely turn the army, he discovered that Kemp and the four-town coalition forces in Lake Duerden were behind him. They had already eliminated the surprise attack team of the Halfdan tribe and rushed to support the main battlefield. The huge team was barely there. How much did Tamaran lose.

The armies of [Bryn Sander], Kaiconi and Cadineva also came out of the city wall. Seeing that the barbarians were easily defeated by the mysterious mage in the sky, they also had the courage to come out and try to steal the credit. In the end, Bruno Leading the remaining dwarf elite squad and the soldiers of the Eastern Exile Army, they came around the hill.

Biog ordered his men to form a tight circle. He knew that this would be a tough battle and that he would probably die forever. "Tempus is watching!" he shouted to the men. "Let him be proud of his people!"

Nearly a thousand barbarians remained, and they continued to fight in the belief that their gods would bless them. They held on for almost an hour, singing war songs and watching their comrades fall, but then the front was breached and a melee broke out.

A large number of human soldiers defeated the iron wall of human flesh built by this group of barbarians who were like three hundred Spartan warriors. However, King Biog picked up the huge battle ax in his hand and rushed out from the center of the crowd, killing the enemies in the northeast. The most places tore a gap in the siege.

"Weak energy technique!"

The mysterious chanting sounded, so clear and transparent in this noisy environment. The faces of the dwarves on the main battlefield, the Eastern Exile Army, and the army in the city wall all changed. They knew that this life-threatening sound came from the terrifying mage. , in his hands, the power of nature allows his will to unleash its power. Even as his allies, if they do not find a safe place immediately, they will be ruthlessly massacred.

A dark green necromantic ray shot out from the air and hit King Biog's majestic and majestic body. King Biog groaned and supported the ground with an ax with one hand to prevent his suddenly weak body from falling to the ground. , he felt dizzy, all the strength in his body was draining, and his vision went black.

He looked up at the sky, where the strange power came from. A mage in a gorgeous black robe was hidden under a hood and standing in the void. His silver hair flowed out from under the black hood, and his indifferent dark eyes shone like a galaxy. A spherical object emitting golden light was suspended on his chest, undulating slightly like some kind of living creature.

Seeing that [Weak Energy Spell] was working, Imrik raised his hands and looked up to the sky and chanted loudly. The golden ball of light on his chest shone slightly. As the mage completed the mysterious spell, the power of nature formed a dark cloud in the sky, blue. Colorful thunder rays shot from Imrik's hand into the dark clouds.

[Extremely effective and powerful—Thunder Summoning Technique]

The dark clouds emitted a "sizzling" sound of electricity, and dazzling electric lights continued to shine in it. King Biog felt something bad, but his weak body prevented him from supporting himself to move quickly to avoid the incoming attack.

Imric looked down and pointed at the location of King Beog. His pale fingers stretched out from the black robe like bones, and the lightning in the dark clouds rolled as if under the king's command.

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck King Biog in an instant. The thick and powerful barbarian leader groaned, and the surface of his body that was struck by the electric shock was dark and his whole body was numb.

Seeing that one bolt of lightning could not defeat this powerful barbarian warrior, Imrik continued to affect the thunder cloud formed by [Thunder Summoning Technique], the second, third, and fourth

The remaining nine thunderbolts struck King Biog one after another. The resolute barbarian warrior was turned into charcoal by the endless lightning. Even if he died, he kept a half-standing posture and did not fall down.

When a soldier of the Eastern Exile Army saw that this terrifying and powerful barbarian warrior had finally died, he excitedly raised his sword. He wanted to cut off the head of this barbarian warrior and receive a generous reward.

With a "whoosh" sound, a thick bolt of thunder shot down from the sky like a laser. The [Lightning Beam] penetrated the human soldiers who raised their swords. Imrik looked down expressionlessly at the people around him who were looking at him in fear. The clear voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Don't touch this body if you don't want to die."

This powerful King Beog has already entered the ranks of [Kingdom Master] and is as powerful as King Heafstad who killed the 11th level paladin with one sword. He will not allow these people to cut off the heads of corpses and exchange them for money. , he needs a complete body of a powerful warrior.

A strange open space was formed on the battlefield. King Biog's charcoal-like body stood on the ground. However, neither barbarians nor humans dared to get even close to it, because the consequences of getting too close were that of those around King Biog. A circle of corpses had been displayed to them beyond any doubt.

The mysterious mage who killed King Biog attracted everyone's attention. Fortunately for Cassios and others, they had already witnessed the terrifying magic power of Imrik's [Sandstorm] sweeping the battlefield, and they had become accustomed to it. On the contrary, it was Kemp who came from [Tamaran] who was astonished. With such power, he naturally knew how expensive it would be to hire such a powerful mage on the battlefield.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the mage with an unkind expression. He felt that whoever hired the mage was doing it to claim credit after the war, to seize the right to speak, and to become the actual leader who saved the ten towns from the fire.

After the death of King Biog, the only one who could crush the battlefield, the rest of the barbarians became sourceless water and were quickly wiped out by the human army at the cost of sufficient casualties.

There were less than fifty savages who survived the battle.

As the battlefield came to an end, the exhausted soldiers of Ten Towns began to count casualties. More than a thousand of their comrades were killed, and more than 500 people were seriously injured and their lives were in danger. But compared with the fifty-five hundred barbarians who died in the streets of Tamaran and on the slopes of Bryn Shander, the loss was not heavy.

In fact, nearly one-third of the dead were caused by the spells Imrik used. This also caused the surrounding soldiers to look at them as if they were seeing demons after the black-robed mage in the sky landed on the ground. he.

Bruno walked non-stop. After he came up to say hello to Imric, he planned to return to the battlefield to the east to look for his missing companions. However, when he saw the last person being gloriously carried up the hillside of Bryn Shander, he still Stopped involuntarily.

"Greedy?" the dwarf said in surprise.

"My name is Regis," the halfling retorted from above, crossing his arms proudly over his chest.

"Show your respects, good dwarf," said one of the men carrying Regis. "In a battle, Regis, the spokesman of Dulin Town, killed the traitor who led the enemy, but he himself was seriously injured!"

When the parade passed, Bruno smiled and said contemptuously: "I bet there must be a lot of details in this story that are not told!" He said to his friends who were all laughing around him. "Otherwise, I'd be a dwarf with a beard!"

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Kemp of Targos and one of his lieutenants were the first to reach Drizzt Do'Urden as he lay on the ground. Kemp stomped on the drow with the toe of his bloody shoe, hearing a confused groan in response.

"He's alive," Kemp told the deputy with a smile. "What a pity." He kicked the seriously injured Dark Elf again, this time more enthusiastically. Another person smiled and agreed, and raised his feet to join in the fun.

Suddenly, an iron-gloved fist hit Kemp on the waist, sending the spokesman flying over Drizzt and falling to the bottom of the slope. His deputy turned around just in time for Bruno's second punch to hit him directly in the face.

"Try it yourself!" the angry dwarf roared as he felt that the man's nose had been broken by him.

Cassios of Bryn Shander saw this from the top of the hill, yelled angrily and ran down the hill towards Bruenor. "Someone should teach you some diplomatic etiquette!" he scolded.

"Stand there and don't come over, you son of a swamp pig!" was Bruno's threatening response. "You filthy people owe this black elf your life and your home!" He yelled to everyone around him who could hear him. "You actually treat him like a villain!"

"Be careful what you say to me, dwarf!" Cassios retorted, tentatively grabbing the hilt of his sword. The dwarves lined up before their leader, and Cassios's men gathered around him.

Imrik, who was also standing on the hill, also saw this scene. Drizzt's powerful martial arts and extremely high combat wisdom caught his attention. This was the most powerful thing he had seen since the appearance of Faerûn. None of the warriors had any intention of giving up on this dark elf. On the contrary, it was a very good deal to use the blood of these stupid officials to win the favor of the dark elves and dwarves.

Beside everyone, a blue halo appeared in the air, and Imric slowly walked out of it.

"Good afternoon, friends from Ten Towns."

The black-robed mage smiled and greeted everyone, but Kemp looked at him with an unkind expression. Until now, he had not found out who hired this powerful mage. Cassios saw Kemp and ignored him. As the number one The shameless man also stiffened his face and did not reply in embarrassment. He complained in his heart about Kemp's ungratefulness. Who did he think he was, daring to offend a powerful mage who destroyed an army of barbarians?

Imrik was not angry. In his eyes, these two people were just tools for show. This only gave him a better reason to do the next thing, just like giving everyone a "perfect victim" Excuse.

"I believe you have also seen that in this war, I used a lot of high-level spells to kill the barbarian army, and I used a lot of magic materials and magic scrolls."

The black-robed mage still said with a smile, and the leaders present heard in their hearts that the secret passage was not good.

"In order to make up for my loss, I believe that you, as leaders who are willing to pay any price to save your people, are willing to pay the price, aren't you?"

Aguowa from [Tamaran] echoed: "Of course, Mr. Mage, although I didn't see the scene, I also heard that you cast extremely powerful spells. I know that in order to cast advanced spells, you mages, All will pay extremely precious casting materials as a price, which is a completely reasonable request."

Kemp glanced at Aguowa with a gloomy face. He now suspected that this hypocrite who usually pretended to be upright hired the mage. Although he was rich, he was not willing to spend money to pay this mage who stole the limelight. Without him , he can still destroy the barbarians with his army!

Imric smiled and nodded. Unexpectedly, he discovered that there was someone who was complimenting him. He announced happily: "In this case, I need the corpses of all the dead barbarians and a reward of 20,000 gold coins."

Kemp's expression changed drastically. Twenty thousand gold coins? This is enough for him to hire a [Kingdom Master] level spell caster!

He threatened with a gloomy face: "Stop joking, mage, I admit that you have made some contributions, but it is just wishful thinking for you to want so many things. You can take away the corpses of those rubbish barbarians, but 20,000 gold coins, haha, behind your back The person who invited you will probably pay you. Now if you want to eat both ends, be careful not to eat too much and choke to death."

Cassios on the side looked like he had eaten shit. He really didn't know what Kemp was going crazy about. Did he think that the low-level mages he had hired were the same as the mages in front of him? After witnessing the terrifying Fa Li still dares to be so provocative. What's even more tragic is that as Kemp's henchman, he must stand with him!

Imrik looked at Kemp in front of him with interest. This is the negative impact of social progress. There are always mortals who overestimate their own capabilities and think that they can be on an equal footing with the real strong by relying on the power and money in their hands. You know , in Netheril, the country of mages in ancient times, such mortals were slaves in the hands of mages and objects of torture and killing for fun.