Lord of Spells from Faerûn

The power of divine magic called back the little boy's soul. He quickly opened his eyes and looked at everything around him in confusion.

The little girl jumped up in surprise. She patted the little boy's head and said excitedly: "You woke up Jax! Great! This big brother is a magician. He saved you!"

The little boy's originally dazed eyes suddenly became sharp and focused when he heard the magician. He suddenly looked up at Imric, then as if he was afraid of something, he lowered his head again and remained silent.

Imric narrowed his eyes. He felt something was wrong. The child's reaction was very strange.

The power of the soul broke into the little boy's mind silently, and he began to spy on the other person's thoughts through [Mind Reading].

"Damn it? Magician? Is it a wizard? There is a wizard here? Did he find me? Did he resurrect me? Resurrection of the dead. What level of wizard is this? Damn it, that old witch who is the owner of the Black Witch Tower, what the hell is she? What world have we come to?"

The little boy's mental activities were extremely chaotic at this time, and all kinds of strange information kept popping up. Imrik was now convinced that the soul in the child in front of him must not be original.

Imrik gently snapped his fingers, and the power of [Hypnosis] instantly made the little girl lose consciousness and fall asleep. He looked at the little boy with deep fear hidden in his eyes and still pretending to be innocent and ignorant. He looked like he was laughing out loud.

"Who is the master of the Black Witch Tower?" Imrik asked with interest.

The little boy raised his head suddenly. He looked at the playfulness in the eyes of the man in black robe before him and understood that he had been exposed.

He gritted his teeth. He had lost all his strength at this time, and the man in front of him was obviously not something he could fight against. However,

Noticing that the other party asked him who the master of the Black Witch Tower was, the little boy's soul couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Could it be that the other party was a native of this world?

He breathed out seriously, raised his head firmly and looked at Imric and said: "She is an extremely evil, extremely powerful and terrible wizard. She came to your world with a dark purpose. If no one stops her, She will destroy the entire world. Turn everything into bloody slaves.”

Imrik raised his eyebrows, wizard? Is it a mage-like existence? It seems that the other party comes from a world where spellcasters exist.

The soul in the little boy seemed to mistakenly believe that he was a native of this world. Knowing this, Imric began to perform.

He frowned and asked, "What do you mean? You and the so-called Lord of the Black Witch Tower are both existences from other worlds? Then why did you occupy the body of this little boy and resurrect him?"

The little boy sighed maturely and said: "We come from a world called Retaris. In my hometown, the owner of the Black Witch Tower is a powerful black wizard. You can understand that she is a very powerful , En Magician.”

"Black wizards are all evil and extremely evil beings, but fortunately, there are white wizards who oppose them in Retaris, and I am one of them."

"The battle between the black wizard and the white wizard has lasted from ancient times to the present, but they are still evenly matched, but your world is different. The magical energy in this world is very strange. It is extremely rich, but there is no way to mobilize it. It seems to be controlled by some mysterious existence. Take firm control."

"The Lord of the Black Witch Tower and the Mother of Tears, Rakli Mam, is one of the most powerful beings among the black wizards. We learned through insider information that Rakli got a magical weapon left over from ancient times by chance. The device contains the coordinates of a world, which is your world."

"After Lakli learned about the situation in your world, she has been quietly developing her power and trying to guide her arrival. Originally, this was not within the scope of our worries. After all, there are no special circumstances in an ordinary world."

"But through the ancient gray witchcraft at great cost, we learned that your world actually has extremely large energy, even surpassing Retaris! Once such a powerful native world is ruled by Rakli, the Mother of Tears, the darkness will It will completely come to Retaris and the world where all dark wizards exist!"

The little boy looked seriously into Imric's eyes and said: "I spent a huge price to secretly track Lakli's whereabouts and wanted to come to this world, but she was discovered by her and my body was reduced to ashes. If it weren't for your magical power, There is an extremely strong agitation outside the planet that attracts me, and I am afraid that I will soon be out of my mind."

Imrik nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that [Resurrection of the Dead] would not work in this world. But it’s normal to think about it. How can a five-ring magic spell attract people in the underworld of another world? It’s not even clear whether there is an underworld.

The soul in the little boy's body should be grateful that the source of [Resurrection of the Dead] is the Endless Book. Before the spell was successfully cast, the infinite power of the Endless Book used this spell to generate soul agitation throughout the planet, attracting the little boy's soul, and finally attracting A soul from another world has arrived.

"So that's it. Are those flesh-and-bone skull-like monsters outside caused by the Mother of Tears in your mouth?" A burst of magic projection was produced in Imrik's hand, showing the images of a large number of flesh-and-blood monsters wandering in the city several kilometers away. In front of the little boy.

The little boy took a closer look and said, "Yes, these should be the bloody slaves of the Mother of Tears, but their appearance seems to have changed a bit, and there are too many of them. Although the bloody slaves are made very quickly, the Mother of Tears should It's only been half a month since I arrived in this world, so it's impossible to create so many bloody slaves."

Imrik was thoughtful. He actually felt a hint of necromancy in these bloody slaves, and he had a hunch that it might be related to this.

However, the most important thing at the moment is to deal with the Mother of Tears. This world is his property, and he will never allow anyone to get involved. What's more, he probably knows what the huge inert energy the other party is talking about is, isn't it the magic network he created?

Coming to his world and trying to plot his magic network, this greed was enough to make the Mother of Tears strike a death sentence in his heart.

As for whether he can beat him or not, he is not worried about this. In addition to the magic network, the world has fallen into an environment close to the ultimate demon. As a spell caster, how much power does the opponent have left? I am afraid that the power on his body will be used as much as possible. , unless the other party is a god-level existence who can replenish energy across worlds.

Moreover, according to the memory in the little boy's body, these beings called "wizards" use their mental power and the concentrated magic power existing in their own bodies to stir up the magical energy existing in the natural environment to perform so-called "witchcraft". This is even more The other party is limited by the environment of this world.

Imrik has supreme dominion over the Unowned Demonic Network, and can even destroy all the Demonic Network instantly. The advantage of playing at home is huge.

After thinking carefully, Imric decided to go to London to take a look first. He did not intend to continue to use psychic links to contact other people. These bloody slaves were extremely sensitive to psychic power (that is, mental power), even if he himself was not afraid, like Seth If Bishop Muir and the like were attacked, they probably wouldn't be able to defeat these extremely fast, powerful, and resilient monsters.

He snapped his fingers again, and the little girl lying on the ground woke up. She looked around in confusion, not knowing what was happening.

Imrik smiled and said: "Come with me, I will take you. What are your names?"

Halfway through, Imrik frowned and remembered that he still didn't know the names of the two children.

"I'm Tyra~ He's Jax~" the little girl said with a smile.

Imrik raised his eyebrows, glanced at the little boy, he nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, just call me Jax."

Jax and Tila grabbed the mage's hand, and the [Advanced Teleportation Technique] instantly distorted the space and arrived at the Royal Palace of Great Britain tens of thousands of miles away.

At this time, Great Britain had not yet fallen into ruins. The first time Imric's teleportation arrived, a large number of guards in the palace were frightened. They picked up their muskets and pointed them at the inexplicable appearance of an adult. A strange combination of two kids.

"Who are you!" A royal soldier said tremblingly, holding a musket in his hand. The strange appearance of the person in front of him reminded him of those terrible monsters.

"Put down your guns!" An old voice came from outside the room. An old man in a priest's robe quickly ran over and scolded the soldiers to put down their weapons. It was Bishop Samuel.

"Master!" Samuel lowered his head and said piously. He looked at Imric with an expression as if he was seeing a god in despair, full of hope.

Imrik nodded and said, "Tell me everything you know."

Afterwards, several people went to the conference hall of the palace.

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Great Britain, in the palace conference hall.

Bishop Samuel and Elizabeth were both in the palace at this time, and they told Imrik all the recent events word for word.

"So that's it. Where is that idiot Alston?!" Imrik asked, patting the table with a livid face.

At the beginning of this disaster, Alstom released the undead virus in France, turning a large number of dead people into undead creatures.

This was nothing at first, but soon, in order to obtain supernatural power against Spain, the French invited a powerful witch from an unknown forest in Northern Europe.

At the request of the witch, the French king risked the disapproval of the world and blood-sacrificed 5,000 humans in public, creating a mysterious magic circle.

They didn't know what the witch promised to the French king, but the ending of this blood sacrifice was that a huge crack opened in the sky, and then she descended.

There was nothing in the huge crack at first, but a day later, a naked plump woman walked out of it. The first time she appeared, everyone within a kilometer around her immediately knelt on the ground in pain. It turned into flesh in the wailing, and then a creature covered in flesh and blood was born from the flesh.

Then, the woman disappeared.

The flesh and blood monsters began to scatter around, causing horrific killings. No weapons could harm them. The only good thing is that the number of these monsters is not too many, probably only a few thousand.

But then, when these monsters encounter the undead in Paris, something terrible happens.

These monsters had a wonderful chemical reaction with the undead virus in Paris. They first shed the flesh and blood on their heads and turned into skeleton-like beings. Then they became as contagious as the undead virus. Anyone harmed by them People have transformed into such bloody creatures. The number of monsters increases exponentially.

Imrik was extremely angry about this. He was angry that Alston dared to use such a dangerous thing as the Necrotic Virus privately. Imrik, who had already regarded the world as a private product, was not satisfied with Alston's destruction of property. The move was quite dissatisfying.

The current situation in the world is that the entire Europe is in the flames of war. A large number of bloody slaves have almost conquered all major countries, and only a few small and remote countries are still supporting it.

The only good thing is that this monster can't swim, or they haven't demonstrated this skill yet, so other continents have not suffered a devastating blow.

As for the Mother of Tears, no survivor has seen her since she appeared once, and even the witch who summoned her has disappeared.

"I'm afraid she is trying to erode the core consciousness of this world to control the huge energy of your world. Otherwise, her power will only be used less and less." Jax said with a serious face.

Imric nodded. This was one of the possibilities he had guessed, but it was destined to be useless. No one can wrest control of the Weave from the hands of the Endless Book.

He cast [Advanced Teleportation] and returned to Spain again. First, he wanted to get rid of these flesh and blood monsters to prevent them from continuing to erode the population of the European continent.

The replica of the broken magic crystal was taken out by Imric, and he placed it outside the Spanish Royal Palace, where it quickly formed a magic crystal tower under the sunlight.

"Ah, this infinite magic power is so refreshing." Clinshinibon's voice rang in Imrik's mind. The broken magic crystal connected to the Masterless Demon Network was charging extremely fast at this time. , reaching a speed of 60 energy levels per hour, and can be fully charged in less than three hours. Combined with prophetic spells and infinite casting distance, it can be said to be a fully automatic spell-casting fort.

More importantly, the broken magic crystal has the ability to control thoughts at will. Although these bloody slaves have some characteristics of undead creatures, they do not have the ability to be mentally immune to undead creatures.

"Submit to me, to the great Clinshinibon!"

The powerful ability of the broken magic crystal to control thoughts transformed countless flesh and blood slaves that were attacking the magic crystal tower. They immediately turned around and started attacking those companions who had not yet had time to obey the will of the magic crystal tower, and those who had already rushed in front of the magic crystal tower monster, only to find that its originally sharp claws could not leave any traces on the seemingly fragile glass surface.