Lord of Spells from Faerûn

"Good job." Sarta came over and praised him in a rare voice. Imrik's crisp casting movements and targeted spells made him very satisfied with this temporary teammate.

Above the Colosseum, people in the audience area burst into loud cheers. Some people bet on the victory of the Dark Blade in the peripheral opening bets. They were cheering enthusiastically, while some people were worried about their fortunes and lives. On the contrary, it led to bankruptcy, and at this time, he was also shouting and cursing.

Leodi, who is on the high platform, is also very happy. He has also bet a large sum of money on the victory of Dark Blade. As a manager who knows the inside information, this is a major channel for him to make extra money.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let us congratulate the victory of the Blade of Darkness!! At the same time tomorrow, please look forward to the second battle of the Blade of Darkness! The [Dark Blade] viewing card will be released at the launch of the Colosseum , for only 299 gold coins, you can watch the Dark Blade game all the way until the end! Interested customers are welcome to come and apply."

Leodi passionately stood on the high platform and announced to the audience the victory of Imric and Sarta. He was very satisfied with the combat effectiveness of the Dark Blade combination, especially the wandering mage. Originally, he didn't pay much attention to each other, but After this battle, the opponent's strength seems to be very good.

Many spectators on the high platform decided to buy this newly launched membership card at this time. Most of them were speculators participating in external gambling. A few sharp-eyed spectators with arcane knowledge recognized Imrik at the last moment. The spell cast was [Dissociation Technique] with a level up to sixth level.

You must know that in the Colosseum, there are only one contestant who can cast sixth-level spells. A spellcaster of this level would condescend to participate in the duel. Many viewers were determined to pay close attention to this dark blade combination.

After the duel, Imrik returned to the Colosseum hotel to rest. As a replica, this body must rest well to recover its spell slots after a battle.

Moreover, Imrik also needs to prepare spell slots for the next day to cope with the battle. Sure enough, not long after, Sadao came to Imric's room and said:

"Leo Di just came to tell me about our opponent tomorrow. You should prepare well."

Sadao informed Imrik of tomorrow's opponent in detail. The drow also saw after this battle that Imrik's strength should not be underestimated. He must focus more on protecting him. position.

Imrik nodded. He actually had some guesses about Leodi's actions. In his opinion, such managers usually manipulate the direction of peripheral betting. Leodi is now constantly feeding them information. , will cause their winning rate to rise all the way, until everyone will buy the victory of Dark Blade later.

"Should I buy some too?" Imrik was quite greedy in his heart, but he also knew that this kind of thing was controlled by someone. If the bet was small, he would not like it at all. If the bet was too big, I'm afraid Li Odie will immediately send out high-level mercenaries disguised as weaklings the next day to carry out a harvest.

The only way to make a sure profit without losing money is to place a bet on yourself and lose when you are hot, and then let it go on purpose. However, for Imrik, this is like losing watermelons and picking up sesame seeds. He has not forgotten that his purpose is to come here. Here to spy on the enemy.

The next day, Imric and Sartra once again boarded the arena. Their opponents were slaves provided by two drow nobles - half-spider people.

The arachnomen and their ancestors were humanoid in form, but the forced servitude of the drow was not simply about getting them to do their jobs. The drow of Qid Nasad selectively bred and magically transformed their slaves, adding horrific and miserable "perfections" to them as a result of exploratory experiments.

Eventually these mutations became permanent, resulting in a race of spider-like, four-armed humanoids that could construct structures with webs the same way humans construct structures with stone or wood.

In order to make the duel fair, Leodi even allowed the two half-spider men to come to the battlefield in advance and weave a large number of spider webs, taking full advantage of the combat environment.

Of course, this is mainly because of Leodi's absolute confidence in the Dark Blade. You must know that he informed the Dark Blade of the target information of the duel in advance. If he can still be defeated by two half-spider people, it is simply impossible. It's worth the waste he packs.

Imric looked at the dense spider webs and the two half-spider men in front of him, raised a hand, and a subtle fire burned between his fingers.

He smiled and said: "It looks like there is going to be a charcoal grilled spider."

Imrik cast spells frequently, and under the restraint of Sattva, various carefully prepared fire evocation spells spurted out from his hands.

[Burning Hands], [Scorching Ray], [Fireball], [Fire Wall].

These spells not only burned out the spider webs, but also roasted the two half-spider men alive into charcoal, and they won the victory easily.

At the end of the battle, Sadao and Imrik left the battlefield without looking back, leaving only a group of spectators on the high platform who eagerly shouted their names and watched their handsome exit. The strength of the Dark Blade was deeply impressed by this moment. Most of the audience.

In the next few days, with Leodi's inside information, Imrik and the two easily defeated their opponents. The Dark Blade's reputation grew, and the handicap placed bets on them to win. The minimum has even reached 1:1.1, but even so, there are still a large number of viewers who vote for Dark Blade's victory and earn a small amount of gambling money.

Finally, a week later, the final championship game arrived.

"Tomorrow is the championship match. I heard that a noblewoman from the first noble family will come to watch. How about it? Are you sure?" Satao asked.

He was a little nervous at this time. Although he and Imric had not been defeated along the way, for Sarta, who was used to considering everything carefully, this darkness before the dawn was the most breathtaking. Not angry.

Imrik raised his eyebrows. The noble daughter of the First Noble. It seems that her opportunity has come, but the difficulties she will face tomorrow may not be that easy.

He smiled and said: "Of course, did Leodi say who his opponent will be tomorrow?"

Satao nodded and seemed to be a little relaxed and said: "Two ninth-level warriors, a gray dwarf and an orc, there should be no problem if you be careful."

Imrik chuckled, with a hint of pity in his eyes, and he said meaningfully: "Just pretend that this news doesn't exist."

There was a trace of doubt in Satao's eyes, and then he seemed to be thinking too much, and said with a trace of concern and fear on his face: "You mean he is lying to me? Why are you lying to me?"

Imrik's hand knocked rhythmically on the wooden table in the room, and he said expressionlessly: "Do you know what the odds are for us to win tomorrow?"

"1:1.05." Satao replied dully, as if he didn't want to believe what he was thinking of.

"As for the odds of our failure, do you know what they are?" Imrik continued to ask.

Satao lowered his head and said dejectedly: "1:15"

Imrik looked at him and said softly: "There is a high probability that we will not be able to survive the opponent he arranged for us."

Satao lowered his head and shook his head. He knew in his heart that Imrik was telling the truth. With such attractive odds, how could Leodie Zhou Papi not be tempted? No, or rather, he was too The momentum building and information feeding in the past days are all for tomorrow’s harvest.

Sadao smiled bitterly. He originally had some illusions. He imagined that he could stand out and be valued by the nobles of Eredelin City. From then on, he would have no worries about food and clothing, so that Crack and No. 46 could live a life without having to travel around. .

"Hey." Looking at the decadent Sarta, Imrik also sighed. He was also very distressed. He didn't expect that Leodi would come up with such a brilliant idea to make money, which made his plan to sneak into the top management of Drow come to a halt. Might be ruined.

It was also the Dark Blade of Sadao's reputation here that caught his attention. If Imrik himself participated in the 1v1 competition, I am afraid he would not have suffered such a conspiracy.

Imric lowered his head and looked at the magic equipment on his body. He knew that tomorrow's turning point would be these equipments that store advanced spells. He was particularly lucky now. Apart from using [Dissociation] for the first time, he did not No other magic equipment was used, otherwise Leodi would probably be counted in the end.

"However, [Dissociation Technique] may also attract the other party's attention." Imrik thought in his mind that Leodi would definitely notice the effect of that Dissociation Technique. In order to ensure that he and Sarta can be defeated, tomorrow's opponent must He is a strong person who can reach at least level 11.

Although level 11 means reaching the rank of [Kingdom Master], strong men of this level rarely participate in duels in the Colosseum, but he knows that Leodi will definitely spend his own money to hire adventurers in order to harvest huge gambling funds. Those who participated, and even their own information and Sattva's information, may have been completely sold at this time.

Imrik looked at Sadao and comforted him: "Don't worry, believe me, we have no chance of winning. Don't let this matter sap your fighting spirit, otherwise we will really have no chance."

He must cheer up Sattva. Only by letting Sattva focus on protecting him can he have a chance to deal with tomorrow's opponent.

Satao raised her head and smiled bitterly and said: "I'm not that useless. I'm going to give up without even trying. No matter what, I will fight to the end tomorrow."

At the end of the sentence, drow's eyes glowed with firm and blazing flames. His strong will has always been his greatest weapon. Otherwise, he would have had no chance to survive the years of being a slave, nor would he have been able to find a chance to regain his freedom. As long as there is a slight chance, he will not give up.

Imrik nodded with satisfaction. His heart was full of fighting spirit at this time. Even Sadao, who was trapped in life and death, was determined to fight. What reason did he have to be afraid?

Tomorrow, he will let Leo Di know what it feels like to go bankrupt.

The tiefling manager's obstruction of his plans had aroused Imric's anger, and he was determined to wait until the day when Eredlyn City was conquered to extract the tiefling's soul and turn his body into ashes.