Lord of Spells from Faerûn

Negeves looked at the man in front of her who was suspected of being the "Lord of the Silver Mirror" in shock. She was not a fool who believed that this was just a coincidence. Negeves knew in her heart that she might have recruited this powerful human mage from the Colosseum. , there must be an unclear relationship with the Lord of the Silver Mirror in front of me, and he may even be the same person!

"So, have you always been lurking next to me?" Negeves regained her composure, and she looked back at the unconscious simulacrum lying on the ground and asked.

Imric smiled and nodded and said, "Of course, I knew about your plan to assassinate me from the beginning."

Negevese gritted her teeth, isn't this nonsense? I told you directly in front of you that I was going to assassinate you, how could you not know!

The people trapped by [Eva's Black Tentacles] were desperate. They knew that since the other party already knew about their attack plan, they must have made complete preparations. Even the smooth journey at the beginning was only possible due to the control of the other party. of.

Imrik walked up to Negeves, gently brushed her eyes that concealed deep anger with his hand, and said: "Look, how tenacious you are. Until now, you are still thinking about how to break the situation and kill me for you." Mother, please come back to life."

Imrik's eyes seemed to see through the deepest thoughts of Negeves. He raised two fingers and said lightly: "You have only two choices, drow."

"First, surrender to me and help me kill your powerful mother, and I can guarantee that you will take her place and become the new ruler of Iredelin City."

"Or," Imrik's smile disappeared, and his eyes were filled with coldness: "die here."

Negevis lowered her head and said nothing, not knowing what she was thinking. The drow warrior beside her became anxious and said loudly: "Lord Negevess, even if we die in battle, we cannot betray the mistress!"

[Dissociation Technique]!

A dark green ray instantly shot out of Imrik's hand, piercing through the drow's head and turning it into ashes.

Imric then cast two [Dissociation Spells] again, and the tabby cat assassin and another drow warrior quickly followed in his footsteps.

Imric turned back and smiled at Negeves and said: "Have you considered it? In fact, I am just teasing you, your thoughts are not important to me at all."

Imric snapped his fingers, and powerful psychic power burst out instantly. The [Psychic Explosion] strengthened by full psychic points formed a terrifying psychic storm, instantly defeating Negeves' will and falling into a trap. In the dark.

A silver metal sphere with convex sides appeared from the void. The moment it passed by Negeves, the drow female noble disappeared.

From the beginning, regardless of whether Negeves chose to betray the mistress, Imrik would not trust her. Only the legendary spell [Slavery] could ensure that the other party would become a spy beside the mistress.

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"Mother, that human mage has been eliminated by us." Negevis knelt on the ground and reported to Mother Danifei.

Danifei frowned and asked, "Where are the others?"

Negeves lowered her head and said: "The Lord of the Silver Mirror is stronger than we expected. I am the only one who survived."

The mistress nodded indifferently, waved her hand and said, "Okay, then go down. You did a good job."

Negeves bowed again, and after leaving the sacred hall, returned to the room. At this time, Imrik was sitting on a chair. He saw her coming in and asked, "How is it? She doesn't have any suspicion, does she?"

Negeves replied in a deep voice: "Master, she didn't have the slightest doubt. The sow believed my answer directly."

Imric nodded. After he brought Negevis to the Twilight Star, Imric activated the [Slavery Technique], completely brainwashing Negevis's mind, and then possessed the simulacrum again. and Negives returned to Eredlin City.

"You go down first," Imrik said. His mind was currently immersed in the strange man he met yesterday.

After Imrik's simulacrum and Nigvi returned to the city, he passed by a bald man wearing yellow and white robes on the street. There was a natural and harmonious smell about that man. Imrik didn't notice him at first, but he took the initiative to stop him.

"My friend, you are welcome to come to my mansion and have a detailed discussion when you have time." Guang Cong invited Eric with his hands clasped together.

Imrik felt a little strange and asked the man: "Have we met before?"

The bald man smiled and said, "No, but I have met Zanniriel."

Imrik suddenly realized that this person was also with Zanniriel. It seemed that the other person wanted to talk to him about matters related to his mistress. So he smiled and said: "Of course, I will find a time to make an appointment with you."

In the room, Imric came to his senses. The aura of that man made him unable to let go.

He felt that the other party's appearance was very similar to the monks he had seen in his previous life. He remembered that there was a rare profession on the continent of Faerûn that matched the other party's conditions very well - the warrior monk.

In the far east, there is a rich continent called Kara Tu, and the warrior monks come from this continent.

After thousands of years of development, warrior monks have spread across the continent of Faerûn. Although they are still rare, they continue to appear in various mysterious events.

Monasteries of warrior monks are scattered throughout the country and are usually small monasteries isolated from the outside world. Through meditation and practice, monks train themselves to be fighters without weapons or armor.

Monasteries led by kind masters protect ordinary people. With their simple attire, warrior monks can easily blend in among the people and deal surprise blows to robbers, bullies or corrupt officials.

On the contrary, monasteries led by evil masters rule the people around them through fear, like the evil forces of warlords. Evil monks make excellent spies, infiltrators, or killers.

The monk does not care much about personal vanity or wealth. What he cares about is whether martial arts and practice have reached perfection. His ultimate goal is to enter a realm beyond ordinary people.

Monks cannot cast spells, but they have their own energy - chi.

They can use the "Qi" in their bodies to perform some incredible effects, control elements, strengthen their bodies, and be as light as a swallow. "Qi" allows them to do many things that only spellcasters can do.

The most powerful monks can enter a state called [Transcendental Sainthood]. When the monks reach level 20, their practice has reached perfection, and the endless [Qi] circulates throughout the body, making it endless. They have very powerful sustained combat capabilities.

Of course, the generation of [Qi] is limited. Normally, the legendary monk's [Transcendental Saint] allows them to recover one point of [Qi] every 6 seconds. This strategic resource is equivalent to a person with psychic powers recovering one point every six seconds. Psychic points can be said to be very powerful.

There are various schools of monks, but most of these schools are the secrets of these monk sects. Imrik is not very clear about it, but he is very clear about the unique temperament of that monk. It must be something that can only be possessed by the legendary [transcendent saint] who is one with heaven and man.

"A legendary monk." A trace of fear flashed in Imrik's eyes. It is said that every place where a legendary monk appears, there will be a great disaster, because the legendary monks believe that their natural duty is to suppress evil entities. Whether it is a legendary ancient evil, a chaotic demon from the [Abyss], or an evil sect that intends to destroy the continent, the legendary monks are all characters who appear in time and suppress everything.

The appearance of a legendary monk in the city of Eredelin is not good news for Imrik. There is only great danger accompanying this group of people.

Imric decided to go see the monk, at least to know from him who he was guarding against in this dungeon in the Underdark!

Imric left Negeves's mansion and went to the slave quarters of Eredlin City according to the bald man's description.

Most of the slave quarters in Eredlin City were given to those half-orcs or goblin slaves to live in, and the monk's mansion was in the slave quarters.

The environment in the slave area is extremely dirty and messy. Most of the goblins find an open-air place to sleep on the ground. The orcs may be more particular, but they can only build a simple shed at most. In this environment, which is more uncomfortable than a prison, a wooden house that looks out of place stands among them.

Imric frowned and walked outside the wooden house. An orc passed by him and looked him up and down maliciously.

"Human pretty boy, what are you doing here? Do you want to taste the taste of the half-orc uncle?" the half-orc asked in an evil voice.

【Thunder Wave】.

A force field formed by extremely strong sound waves suddenly appeared next to Imrik. Pushing the Orc away and hitting the wall.

"Tell me, Orc. Is the owner of this wooden house a monk?" Imrik asked, looking down at the Orc lying on the ground.

Perhaps because he was knocked into the wall, the Orc just kept covering his chest and was speechless. Just when Imrik was about to read the minds of the orcs, the door of the cabin opened and a voice came out.

"Don't embarrass him, my friend. These underground residents are all people who have eaten one meal but not another."

A bald man wearing yellow and white robes walked out of the wooden house, clasped his hands and said.

Then, he walked to the side of the Orc, and suddenly a warm white light came from his hand. The light caressed the Orc's chest. After a while, the Orc stood up again vigorously. He glanced at Imric fearfully, and finally left without saying a word.

"Is this the legendary [Qi]?" Imrik looked at the warm white light in the man's hand and asked curiously.

The man smiled and nodded, and said, "Yes, this is what you call anger. I think you have a lot you want to know, right? Why don't we go in and talk slowly."

Eric gave him a meaningful look and said, "Of course, I have a lot to ask."