Lord of Spells from Faerûn

The war subsided and Imrik left the Underdark. This place had suffered too tragic a disaster and needed time to slowly heal the wounds.

The black-robed mage climbed up along the huge hole pierced by the purple light beam. The sun shone down from the sky. The hole on the surface was surrounded by elves. They were all soldiers sent by the elven tribe in the Supreme Forest. .

A female high sun elf in a white dress with luxurious platinum-blonde hair walked up to Imric. She looked at the black man who crawled out of the abnormal hole that had just shocked all the elves in the High Forest. Master Robe asked softly.

"Human mage, may I ask what is happening down here? Why is there such a huge cave leading underground?"

Imrik was stunned for a moment. He was silent for a while and raised his head and said: "The power of the devil is taking root under your feet. She is trying to use the fungus forest as a springboard to eat away everything in the Supreme Forest and even Faerûn."

The sun elf exclaimed. What the black-robed mage said was really hard for her to accept. The elves have already withstood the siege of many enemies, whether they are humans or demons living in the supreme forest. Now there is another powerful demon?

"Who is she in the abyss?" the sun elf asked anxiously.

Imric shook his head and said: "You don't need to care about this. Don't spread her existence to prevent her from being called back to the world by someone with a heart one day. I have expelled her back to the abyss, and the crisis has been resolved. "

The high elf said seriously: "I understand, thank you for your help, respected human mage, but we still have to send a reconnaissance team to investigate the situation underground. It concerns the habitat of our race and cannot be left unchecked."

Imrik nodded indifferently, but emphasized: "If you find any remnants of green plaque, you must destroy it with fire immediately and don't touch it."

After saying that, he raised his hand to summon a black horse and left.

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"The war spell form of lightning beam. It can not only increase the range, but also modify the location of the outbreak. It is very practical."

Imrik rode a black horse leisurely on the country road. He kept scribbling spell models in the draft book in his hand. Ever since he learned the four-dimensional model of war spells, Imrik has been trying to make his own. The first war spell.

[Lightning Beam] was his first choice. Evocation spells should be the easiest practice among all spells to become war spells. A simple adjustment of the range is enough.

So, a mage in black robe was studying on horseback without sleep or food, holding a book. This scene was naturally seen by the residents of [Chenhai Town] who were passing by.

In normal times, these residents naturally do not dare to speak to such a figure who is obviously the Master Mage. Most of them gather around, whisper and gossip, and imagine what the daily life of these mysterious mages living in the tower is like. .

But today, the residents of Shenhai Town mustered up their courage. No, it should be said that the frightening threat forced them to step forward and talk to the mysterious mage who passed by.

Chenhai Town is a small town located on a branch of the Delinbil River. It is backed by the Gray Peak Mountains that isolate the Supreme Wasteland from the Eno Oak Desert. Walk westward here and you will eventually reach Waterdeep City, and heading east, you will cross the Eno Oak Desert and reach the other side of the Faerûn continent.

When Imrik entered the village, he felt that the atmosphere here seemed not to be good, but he was obsessed with the mysteries of war spells and did not pay attention to this at all.

But at this time, a group of peasants in commoners, led by a gentleman who looked well-dressed, stood in front of him, forcing him to withdraw his spirit from the world of books and look at the villagers in front of him.

"Mr. Mighty Mage, we didn't mean to disturb you. Please save us." The gentleman begged Imrik in a groveling tone. It was rare for mages to join this town. Except for the female mage hired by the Lynx Group some time ago, they have not seen anyone else.

In order to increase the chance of defeating that abominable monster, he must seize every possibility. The mage robe in front of him looks countless times more gorgeous than that of the female mage. Although he doesn't know much about mage, he has also heard about the mage. There is a rumor that rich mages are more powerful.

Imrik looked down at him and said nothing. [Mind Reading] had told him all his inner activities verbatim. Imrik asked: "That one you want me to help remove." Monster, what is it?”

The gentleman was startled. He didn't expect that the other party actually knew what his purpose was. This mysterious move immediately made the gentleman's rating of the other party rise several notches. This was something that the female mage couldn't do!

He answered honestly: "A real dragon, respected mage."

Imrik raised his eyebrows, no wonder these villagers hired the so-called Lynx Group and still relied on him.

The black-robed mage nodded slightly. Since he has traveled here, why not help them catch the dragon. The mature red dragon in the demiplane is also relatively lonely, but the eye mage has no way to deal with him. Racially mated.

Seeing that the mysterious mage agreed, the gentleman and the surrounding villagers were extremely happy and celebrated loudly.

The gentleman informed Imrik of the real dragon and the details of the Lynx Group, which made him a little surprised.

"Knory Talbot, I seem to have heard this person's name. He seems to be a level 15 warrior. He leads a mercenary group that seems to have dozens of professionals. He actually came to hunt a mature black dragon. ?”

As well as the newly added level 9 female mage who seems to be chattering away, this lineup is actually enough to kill a mature black dragon.

Imrik tightened his horse's rope saddle and galloped towards the Gray Peak Mountains. The black dragon's lair was in the Gray Peak Mountains. Since discovering Shenhai Town some time ago, it has been making surprise attacks on Shenhai Town from time to time. , take away the villagers and eat them, or threaten to steal the treasure.

The people of the Lynx Group were the dragon-slaying warriors they found first, followed by the female mage who joined them halfway. They had been lying in wait in the Gray Peak Mountains for a long time, and had investigated the environment around the black dragon, waiting for the one who would kill it with one blow. Chance.

When the black-robed mage rode his horse to somewhere halfway up the mountain, they seemed to be alerted by their presence. Several professionals suddenly jumped in front of him, and an elusive wanderer sneaked behind him and pointed his dagger at him. At the heart of his back, several archers on the cliffs on both sides were concentrating on aiming their bows and arrows at him.

Everyone looked serious, as if they would immediately strangle this mysterious intruder if they disagreed.

Imrik was calm and composed. This was his confidence as an eighth-level high-level mage. It was also the confidence given to him by the constant defense spells all over his body.

"Who are you?" Among the adventurers in front of him, a handsome and majestic man wearing warrior armor walked up and asked coldly, his wolf-like eyes locked on the mage's body. That's Kenory Talbot.

Behind him is a thin woman in her 20s with a slender, cat-like body. She has long, braided, waist-length black hair and dark skin.

The woman was wearing a mage's robe and holding a staff in her hand. She seemed to recognize the archmage's robe on Imric, and silently stepped back a few steps, distancing herself from Kenori Talbot. .

The question raised by the level 15 warrior in front of him did not attract Imrik's attention. He smiled and said, "Where is the black dragon? I promised the villagers at the foot of the mountain to help them get rid of the black dragon."

The woman took a few steps back. She looked at the mage in front of her with vigilant eyes. Under the approachable expression of the black-robed mage, she saw his arrogant nature, just like a real dragon disdainful of ants on the ground. In the eyes of the other party, there is no difference between this group of professionals and the farmers at the foot of the mountain.

She knew her new boss, Kenory Talbot. He also has an extremely arrogant personality. He has been preparing for this dragon-slaying move for several months and will never give up easily. And she didn't want to join this seemingly disparate battle for this new boss.

Yes, in her opinion, a lone mage who is confident that he can talk and laugh in front of the enemies surrounding him is either a madman or an absolute strong man.

Not to mention the robe that the other party was wearing. She had seen it on Sanlar, the high-ranking priest of the Mystra Temple in the Deep Forest Valley. It was a legendary magic equipment worth six figures - the Archmage. Robes!

Sure enough, the next second. Kenori's face turned even colder when he heard the black-robed mage in front of him saying that he wanted to hunt the black dragon. He threatened coldly: "The black dragon Budlax is our target, and we don't need you to interfere."

Imric raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I have to get involved? Will something terrible happen?"

The words of the black-robed mage aroused Kenori's anger. He raised his hand and said, "Then prepare to die!"

In an instant, many professionals launched attacks one after another, including archers' bows and arrows, assassins' daggers, and warriors rushing up. Only the thin female mage hiding behind sat and watched all this without making any move.

The brilliance of Imrik's body flowed, and various defensive spells resisted all attacks. The bow and arrow were rotated by the inexplicable force and reflected directly back to the place where the shooter was. The dagger and various physical attacks were blocked by the invisible force field, and then , a huge shock wave erupted from around Imrik, knocking everyone away.

He raised his left hand, and there was a fiery red gem shining on the pale finger joints.

[Level 8 Monster Summoning Technique].

Under the amplification of the command fire element ring, a fire element elder was summoned by Imric. He raised his hand and cast the spell again. The space power of the spell instantly exchanged the fire element elder with an archer on the cliff. Location.

A first-level conjuration spell [far-transformation].