Lord of Spells from Faerûn

Draan Winterhunt swallowed. He could feel the terrifying necromantic energy condensed on the fingertips of the mage in front of him. If he was hit by this spell, it would be no joke to be crushed into ashes!

Tarn Hornblade stood up to smooth things over at this time. As a senior mage from Silvermoon City, he could naturally see the value of Imrik's instant nine-ring spell.

"I agree that the dragon eggs cannot be returned to those chromatic dragons. Since no one is willing to stand up and look for Drac's Horn, this mage's demands should naturally be met."

Others on the field cursed secretly, a batch of colorful dragon eggs is worth enough to build a mage tower! They were naturally reluctant to give it up to others, but the name of the legendary mage shocked their minds. Not every city was like Waterdeep, and legendary mages were as common as cabbage.

The spell on Imrik's fingertips was unmoved. He just looked at Draan Winterhunt coldly and said nothing.

Draan finally gave in, and he stammered: "I'm sorry, powerful mage, I didn't mean to do it. Please forgive me if there is any offense."

As a representative of the Green Garden, even when faced with a life-or-death decision, Draan still had reservations in his apology.

But the goal had been achieved. Seeing that the other representatives present were aware of the power he possessed, Imrik slowly took his pale right hand containing necromantic energy back into his robe.

He said in an unquestionable tone: "Dragon eggs are an indispensable reward. If you want my help, I think you have been so busy recently and paid something that does not belong to you to hire a legendary mage. It should be a very cost-effective thing, and of course, if anyone wants to take over this important task, I am willing to spend less effort."

At the end, Imrik's tone was nonchalant, but in fact everyone present knew that if anyone really wanted to snatch these dragon eggs, they would have to risk offending this legendary mage.

Kelben spoke up at this time, and he said decisively: "In this case, I leave this task to Mr. Saul. After the evil dragon attack is over, these dragon eggs will be yours."

Kelben did not consider the possibility of Imric finding Drak's horn. Just kidding, it is easier for a mage to find things than a detective.

No one in the conference room objected, even Draan fell into an awkward silence. Everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group was excited to see Imrik showing off his power, and wanted to step forward to ask, but they were too worried. He stopped because of the serious atmosphere in the conference room.

Imrik bowed slightly and said, "Then I won't disturb the rest of your meeting. Jerome, you come with me."

The mage turned around and strode out of the conference room, and the four members of the Dragonlance Adventure Group quickly followed.

"Imric, what have you been doing all these years? I haven't seen you for a long time, and now you have become a big shot. You are in the same room with the lords of Waterdeep City!" A rough voice came from the mouth of the beautiful and enchanting Domira. When she came out, her eyes were filled with stars, and her words were full of surprise.

"What is this! You didn't see the spell Imric cast just now. Oh my God, although I don't know what the spell was, I have never seen that terrifying arcane energy. Imric, you Now I am an archmage!" Hamlein also said excitedly.

Imrik shook his head helplessly. After not seeing each other for several years, he had forgotten how noisy these four people could be. He said, "Listen, guys, I need your help. Over the years, your professionals have How is the level?"

Jerome patted his chest and said proudly: "Now I am a level 13 paladin! Zach's warrior level has also reached level 11, Domira is now a level 12 assassin, and Hamlein , he has also become a level 10 bard!"

Imric nodded. The professions of everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group were all upgraded much faster than mages. In addition, Jerome, as a rare golden dragonborn, had the special attention of Lathander. Advance quickly and easily.

He reached out to grab the four people and activated the [Teleportation Technique]. Then, everyone came to Luskan, the City of Thousand Sails, next to the Spine of the World.

This port city controlled by the Arcane Brotherhood is the closest port to the Sea of ​​Floes.

"Friends, I hope you can help me find the Drac Horn. If there is any danger, silently recite Clinshinibon in front of this mirror, and I will come to you immediately."

Imrik took out a silver mirror and gave it to Jerome and said to them that it would be better to leave things like finding things to them. If there are any powerful enemies, he can teleport over at any time to help.

Domira took the silver mirror and looked at it carefully, drooling and said: "I'm afraid this mirror is worth a lot of money. Oh my god, Imrik, you are really rich! We found Drak's horn, can you give us some reward?" , a little bit is fine.”

After hearing this, Jerome glared at Domira angrily and said: "Imric is our companion, why do you want the money to go to him? Don't be too outrageous, Domira!"

Domira said coquettishly: "I was just kidding, why do you really want money? Relax Jerome."

Imric chuckled, he would not treat them badly, and when they found the Drak Horn, he would naturally give them appropriate rewards.

Jerome scratched his head at this time and said: "However, we don't know where to find it. There is ice everywhere here. It may be difficult to have a clue at the moment."

Upon hearing this, Imrik closed his eyes, raised his hands above his head, and activated the Shattered Magic Crystal.

"Exotic Exploration!"

Imrik raised his head suddenly, a silver light appeared in his eyes, and the powerful magic caused an unsettling vibration in the air.

His soul instantly left his body and climbed rapidly, leaving the main material plane and reaching the mysterious outer plane. He felt that in the spiritual world, he had encountered a powerful spiritual entity whose essence was sacred. Vast, as dazzling as the sun in the sky.

This magical spell allows the caster to ask questions to demigods or other great beings of the same level in the planes, and the gods will only answer the questions with "yes" or "no".

"Great existence, I want to know if Drac's Horn is located in the sea of ​​ice floes." Imrik asked respectfully. He must be cautious about such an existence that transcends mortals.

"yes."

"Is it located in the north of the sea of ​​ice floes?"

"no."

"Is it located in the south of the Sea of ​​Ice Floes?"

"yes."

Imric raised his eyebrows and narrowed the area to the south of the sea of ​​ice floes. Then he continued to ask: "Is it located on the bottom of the sea?"

"no."

"Is it an island in the sea?"

"no."

Imric frowned. It wasn't at the bottom of the sea, and it wasn't on the island on the sea. Where was it, in the sky? Then, he suddenly remembered the name of the sea of ​​floating ice, and quickly continued to ask: "Is it an iceberg located on the sea?"

"yes."

"Is it within a hundred thousand miles of us?"

"yes."

"Is it within ten thousand miles of us?"

"no."

Imrik then asked more than a dozen times in a row, and finally determined the target on an iceberg about 25,000 miles away from Luskan, located in the south of the entire sea of ​​floating ice.

Imrik's spirit withdrew from the outer plane and returned to his body. He informed Jerome and others of the information.

"Go to the south of the Sea of ​​Floes, on top of an iceberg 25,000 miles away from here, where the Drac Horn is." Imrik said softly.

Jerome scratched his head, looked at the icy sea outside the harbor in the distance and said, "How are we going to get there? It's so cold. Swimming would freeze to death."

Imric chuckled and shook his head. He had already prepared. He took out a bottle that contained a huge ship and pointed it at the sea. Immediately, a very huge ship appeared in front of everyone.

"Oh my god! Such a big ship!" Zach looked at the ship in front of him in amazement. His hands itched to get up and see what the structure of the ship was.

Jerome was also a little surprised, but he said awkwardly: "The four of us can't sail such a big ship, and none of us can sail it."

Imric took out the Triton Sword that could control all ships and said: "Take it, it can make the ship sail automatically according to your will. Remember, Jerome, after you find the iceberg, you will pass through the silver Contact me in the mirror, there may be more enemies up there than you can handle."

It would definitely not be that simple for the Dragon Witch Cult to send someone to take charge of an artifact.

Jerome held the Sword of Triton and looked at it curiously. He raised the sword and pointed in the distance, and the huge ship on the sea started to move.

"Wow, it can really move!"

The four people excitedly boarded the giant ship and began their journey to find Drac's Horn.

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Five days later.

After the four members of the Dragonlance Adventure Group left, in the past five days, the entire Sword Coast area was attacked by a large number of colorful dragons. Blue dragons, green dragons, white dragons, black dragons, and even red dragons appeared in various villages and forests in the Sword Coast. Among them, a large number of civilians died.

"Damn, those chromatic dragons are really lawless." Kelben slapped the table hatefully.

Imrik, who was a guest in the Black Staff Tower, said calmly while holding black tea: "As the oldest and most powerful creature in Toril, the power of the true dragon tribe cannot be underestimated. However, you have forgotten that there are groups of forces and Are those chromatic dragons inherently difficult to deal with?"

Kelben rolled his eyes after hearing this, and he said hesitantly: "You mean the metal dragon?"

Imric nodded and said: "Of course, I think you also know that even in Waterdeep City, there are many metal dragons that have transformed into human forms. What they need is just an exciting slogan, a way for them to intervene. An excuse, or step, for a noble and just cause.”

Imric showed an enigmatic smile, and Kelben pondered for a while and said: "Yes, you are right, we must bring those metal dragons in, and I will let my metal dragon friends do the publicity. .”

Imrik nodded, and just as he was about to continue discussing arcane knowledge with Kelben, a frantic communication request message suddenly came from the Shattered Magic Crystal.

His expression changed, his figure flashed, and he appeared in the Magic Crystal Tower.

"Where are they?" Imrik asked in a deep voice.

The broken magic crystal quickly replied: "The scene outside the mirror is a piece of ice and snow, and there is a huge white dragon. Judging from the size, it should have reached the ancient dragon stage."

Imrik frowned. [Ancient Dragon] is also called [Ancient Dragon]. It is the third to last stage in the dragon life stage. After it, there are [Ancient Dragon] and [Ancient Dragon].

For such an ancient true dragon, even the White Dragon, the weakest among the ten dragons, has a challenge level as high as 18 and a life level of 32.

"Open the teleportation mirror." Imric ordered.

Then he stepped into the silver mirror of the Magic Crystal Tower, and the next moment, he appeared on the ice-covered sea of ​​floating ice.

"Imrik! You are here!" Hamlein said excitedly.

Imric nodded and observed the battlefield. In addition to an ancient white dragon, there were dozens of ice trolls and a large number of kobolds. Jerome and the three were trying their best to resist the monsters. their attacks.

"Roar!!"

The ancient white dragon Arauther Bingjiao roared, exuding extremely strong dragon power from his body, and the powerful true dragon spirit swept the entire place instantly, frightening all the other people and monsters except Jerome.

"Stupid golden dragonborn, you want to steal Drak's horn? I will make you an undead creature!!"

Bailong read out the mysterious dragon language, and a bolt of lightning shot out from his mouth, hitting Jerome instantly. The lightning caused extremely terrifying current damage, and even split a large amount of electricity to electrocute all the surrounding kobolds. die.

Six-ring energy evocation spell - [Serial Lightning].

Jerome looked serious, and the holy sword in his hand was hanging on the ground. He held the handle of the sword with one hand, and a golden light radiated from his body.

【Guardian Aura】.

The innate ability of the paladin gives Jerome a powerful protective ability. As a level 13 golden dragon-born paladin, Jerome is by no means a piece of trash that can be solved with a six-ring spell.

Imric narrowed his eyes slightly. Even if the white dragon reached the stage of the ancient dragon, it did not have that powerful magic ability to cast six-ring spells. This ancient dragon must be a strange dragon with a addiction to law.

This is extremely rare. As a white dragon with extremely low IQ, being able to give birth to a race that loves magic is like winning the lottery, let alone being able to upgrade arcane skills to the sixth level.

Only then did Imrik notice that the scales on this ancient white dragon were outlined with countless mysterious runes, exuding extremely strong magic aura.

"Is this a magic storage scale?" Imrik said to himself hesitantly.

He once saw an extremely rare alien dragon in the "Book of Dragons" called the "Dragon of Storage". This kind of dragon is a severe patient with addiction to law, and has even reached the point where he can't even think about food. degree.

This is a more troublesome existence than the law-loving dragon.