Lord of Spells from Faerûn

Imric looked solemnly at the entrance to the valley in the distance, the three red-robed mages standing at the top. They were silent, but it was obvious that they were the leaders of this monster army just like the five ancient colorful dragons. .

"Mr. Thor, I will leave those mages to you to solve. Is there any problem?" A graceful silver dragon asked beside Imrik. She is the only magnetic ancient in the Metal Dragon Council. Dragon, flashing moon.

Imric nodded slightly, took out a purple crystal from his pocket, and placed it in the moist soil under the dazzling sunlight.

"Ebersun dell'Aberdur."

The lost ancient language whispered in Imrik's mouth, floating in the hot and humid summer breeze. The crystal "popped" like a heart, exuding warm warmth in the soil. .

Slowly, the sunlight was absorbed away, and the sunlight in the sky seemed to have turned into curved lines, rushing into the crystal. Suddenly, the sky was darkened by gusts of wind.

Whether it was the coalition forces or the creatures in the monster army, they all looked at the movements of the mage in front of them in disbelief, thinking that he was operating some large-scale evil magic to drive away all the sunlight.

"Prepare protective spells. What spells is he casting?" said the oldest man among the three red-robed mages. He had black lips and was dressed in a red robe, with a large number of golden pendants and a bag hanging on his chest. A green gem.

The two red-robed mages behind him chanted incantations and prepared spells. They didn't know what Imrik was going to do, but it was best to be careful.

Among the three red-robed mages, in addition to the leading mage who has reached the nine-environment realm, the remaining two mages also have a mage level of up to 15 and can cast eight-ring spells. They quickly and neatly cast various elemental protection and death protection. Enchantment spell.

"The spell release is completed, sir." The two red-robed mages said respectfully to the leading mage, and the old man nodded.

In the country of Cyre, even the most powerful chief (Zulkir) is only a legendary mage. The existence of the leader of the red-robed mage as a nine-ring mage is naturally enough to have the second most noble status among Cyre. Voskir.

Each supervisor is the most elite nine-ring mage, a quasi-legend close to level 20. Even in the country of Ser, there are no more than 20 such wizards. The Red Robe Wizards Association has dispatched a supervisor this time. Come on, it can be said that a lot of money has been spent, which makes people even more curious about what conditions the devil agreed to Sazastan to make him help them so willingly.

As the sunlight was continuously absorbed, the copy of the broken magic crystal grew larger and larger, eventually forming a huge magic crystal tower. Imric walked into the magic crystal tower. He needed the magic crystal tower in the war. With its protection ability and wide-range spell attack ability, relying on the magic crystal tower, Imrik can even cast his own spells with an ultra-long-distance casting range, and can make a safe fort in the rear.

The battle started with Argus casting the nine-ring conjuration spell [Gate to Another World] and summoning a Balor Balrog. The powerful demon fell from the sky and crushed the heads of several trolls who he thought were his allies. .

"Damn it, Argus, how dare you betray the Dragon Witch Cult!" the supervisor shouted angrily. He didn't expect that his ally was such a waste, that a powerful nine-ring mage would switch sides and go to the other side.

A huge fireball shot out from the hands of the supervisor. He and the two red-robed wizards behind him had temporarily formed a simple ring spell ritual. This ritual can increase the power, range, etc. of spells, and is extremely easy to use. An art of war.

Argus, who was standing in front of the Magic Crystal Tower, saw that he had attracted attention, smiled slightly, and walked into the Magic Crystal Tower. [Fireball Technique] hit the surface of the Magic Crystal Tower, causing a huge explosion, but the smoke After they dispersed, what appeared in front of everyone was the unharmed Magic Crystal Tower.

Argus came to the fourth floor of the Magic Crystal Tower. He was not the holder of the Magic Crystal Tower and could only see the outside world through the mirror. The mage used his own will to control the Balor Balrog to kill in the army.

The supervisor glanced at Barlow Balrog with disdain. For a mage of his level, no matter how powerful the summoned object was, it would be a mirror flower and water moon. He released the seven-ring protection spell [Exile Technique] prepared today, invisible The energy instantly sent the demon back to its home in the bottomless abyss.

Argus said with an ugly face: "His caster level for the banishment spell is higher than mine."

The seven-ring protection spell [Exile] can banish summons with twice the caster level. It is inexplicably similar to [Gate to Another World] that summons summons with twice the life level. Therefore, as an Argus with a level above level 17, he has reached A level 19 supervisor, he easily drove away the Balor Balrog.

"Don't worry." Imric, who was sitting on the throne, said indifferently. He closed his eyes and began to cast spells.

[Fireball]×20.

The monster army of the Dragon Witch Cult saw what is called a saturation strike. From the sky above the Magic Crystal Tower, Imric passed his own spells out through the Magic Crystal Tower. 20 [Fireball Techniques] emitted scorching heat from the extreme Booming towards the entrance of the valley in the distance.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Violent explosions sounded continuously, tearing apart the bodies of trolls and kobolds like a scorching hell on earth, and roasting them into charred corpses.

The person in charge looked ugly. This wave of bombings killed at least nearly 700 monsters. What on earth was the tower summoned by this mage? How could the casting distance be so far and it could cast so many third-ring spells?

But soon, he sneered and said to himself: "It's a small trick. Do you think you can turn the situation around with a little magic equipment like the Fireball Wand?"

He looked up at the sky. Ten dragons of good and evil were fighting each other in the sky. Don't expect them to come down to help in the short term. In that case

A long wooden staff appeared in the hands of the person in charge. The head of the staff was covered with iron, and the body of the staff was engraved with various seals and runes. An extremely powerful magical aura shone on it.

He looked at the Magic Crystal Tower in the distance with a sneer and said, "Let me show you the power of the secondary artifact - the Archmage's Staff."

When the human coalition troops came to the city, the Archmage's staff in the hands of the supervisor began to tilt countless magic powers.

[Fireball], [Ice Storm], [Lightning Beam], [Fire Wall].

A large number of spells continued to pour out from the staff in his hand, and more than a dozen spells were thrown out in a short period of time, causing a large number of casualties.

In the magic crystal tower, Imrik narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the red-robed mage in the distance. The speed and quantity of spell casting at this level did not seem to be in line with the common sense of Faerunian mages, but more like himself?