Lord of Spells from Faerûn

"The gods who have fallen into the mortal world are called [saints]," Imrik was reading a book that recorded the great deeds of the gods. He saw from it that the gods would not only descend into clones, but in very rare cases, they would Their own bodies descend into the mortal world, regardless of their purpose.

"It's ridiculous. Would a great god really condescend to come to the human world?" Imrik sneered and closed the books. He thought that these books did not even follow basic logic in order to praise the gods.

He put the book back on the shelf and returned to the laboratory to start today's spell research.

Since she took control of Arcturia as the worm in the Labyrinth City, she has brought a large number of materials for various rare beasts to Imrik. With these materials, Imrik has made six to nine levels of [Summon Monsters] 】 series have been developed, which greatly increased his knowledge accumulation on the transformation of spells related to the conjuration system, especially various summoning spells, such as the eighth-level spell [Beast Beast Army Group] he just used, Imrik easily Following the same example, he developed the nine-ring war spell [Army of Lions].

Compared with the original version, [Army of Lions] can summon 50 celestial lions per caster level and 25 celestial furious lions per caster level, and its existence time is up to one hour per caster level.

Imric took out the cherished Tear of the Kingdom gem, and he was going to try to develop a war spell version of the eight-ring evocation spell [Extreme Ice Ray] today. For such a powerful evocation spell, Imric has been hesitating about which precious water-attribute gems to use as materials for spell sacrifices. In the end, he chose the one he had obtained in [Twilight Star]. The priceless gem of the Tears of the Kingdom.

"Master," Argus, who was wearing a butler uniform, walked in and said to Imrik: "The Thieves Guild has discovered the last stronghold of the Zhentarim members. Do you want me to lead the team to clean it out?"

Imric waved his hand without raising his head, and his invisible power of thought raised a mirror of prophecy in front of Argus and said: "Go ahead. If you have any questions, please contact me through the silver mirror."

"yes."

Argus took the mirror, bowed and left the room. Waiting outside the door at this time was Wally Yunus, the president of the Thieves Guild. He was controlled by [Slavery], and he was rubbing his hands and waiting for Argus's message.

Wally's eyes were full of expectation. He had long hoped to drive away those rats from the port area. From then on, the Thieves Guild would become the sole overlord of the underground forces in the port area, and the master would rely on him even more!

Argus glanced at Wally arrogantly and said: "Gather the men, the master ordered me to lead you to clear out the Zhentarim's last stronghold."

Wally nodded, with a flash of excitement in his eyes. He took out the sound transmission stone and announced the news to his men, asking them to gather after the night covered Amaunata's incarnation.

Imrik in the laboratory once again devoted himself to the transformation of [Extreme Ice Ray]. According to his idea, he was not satisfied with the transformation method of [Advanced Lightning Beam] that increased the range of the ray. After all, [Extreme Ice Ray] Ray] is not a spell that can penetrate like [Lightning Beam], so increasing the number of rays is what he hopes for.

After determining the research route, Imrik began to transform the spell model.

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On the other side, the envoy from Zhentil Keep came to Raven Fortress, and he brought Manson's royal decree to Knightsbury.

Ronleth Knightsbury thrust his sword into the floor, then knelt before it, bowed his head, and grasped the hilt with both hands.

Knightsbury was just over forty, with thick gray hair, blue eyes, a beard, and dark skin with some spots. He has a strong and unique appearance, and is tall and tall, nearly six feet tall.

He has served Fort Zhentil all his life and is the military commander trusted by both Manson and Fuzor.

"Ron Rice," the envoy said, "I bring a message from Lord Manzon."

Knightsbury stood up and yanked his sword from the floor. He listened in silence as the envoy delivered the legendary mage's message.

"Come with me, let's announce the news together!" the envoy said, "You will march from the castle to the ruins of Teswe. There is an ancient teleportation circle directly leading to Teswe in Raven Fortress, and mercenaries are waiting there. Join our troops. The army has been assembled in Fernla, waiting for the signal to attack Shadow Valley. Of course, there will be other troops marching in other directions, but you don't have to worry about those."

"Contain Elminster," the envoy looked at Knightsbury seriously, with unquestionable authority in his eyes. "If given the chance, deal a devastating blow to Shadow Valley."

Knightsbury felt his hands trembling, his sword still unsheathed. Elminster, the meaning of that name is trembling, the most powerful mage in history (actually the most powerful is his teacher, but most people don't know his existence.), he feels Manson's The order is so heavy.

In fact, Zhentil Castle often cooperates with Cyre to harass Elminster with a small force of combat forces in the Valley of Shadows, but such a frontal battle is an order that Manson has never given.

The strength of Shadow Valley is not strong. The Harpers, a good organization in the Fame Continent, are good at special tasks such as infiltrating and stealing information. They are not worth mentioning compared with the military strength of the Dark Lord of Zhentil Castle, but the special location The reason is that there is the terrifying monster Elminster sitting there.

Knightsbury followed the envoy out of the room and announced the news to the army. Manson's tyranny worked, and the army quickly became operational. Within dozens of minutes, a complete army was immediately formed. Under the leadership of Knightsbury, they stepped into the ancient teleportation array underground in Raven Fortress and came to the ruins of Tesway.

They set off from the ruins of Tesway and headed for Fernla. The army and mercenaries who had been waiting there for several days merged into the advance team of Raven Fortress. The huge army of 5,000 people was preparing to pass through. Pass through the forest and reach Shadow Valley.

His terrified soldiers were dissatisfied with Knightsbury's orders. The forests outside Shadow Valley were always lurking with Harpers' archers and various traps. They were simply seeking death.

Mordent de Crouch, an experienced soldier, rode at Knightsbury's side, followed closely by Litim and Rusch. "This is basically suicide," Litim said.

To the surprise of the other officers, Knightsbury nodded.

Lu Shi raised his sword, "That is the order given to us by our master and gods."

"We will win today." Rusch gestured with his weapon.

"Lay down your sword," said Mordent. "Our enemies will not discover that we have entered the forest until the next morning, and so will not realize that tomorrow we will enter the Valley of Shadows, and we will surprise them. "

"Mordent is right," Knightsbury said. "Our swords should not be pointed at each other. The real battle lies ahead. If death is our destiny, we should face it like humans. , instead of struggling to survive like wild beasts. If you two don’t agree, I will break your stomach right now.”

The procession rode quietly into the forest.

Cornel Graysense was the first archer in Shadowdale to become aware of the enemy's approach. It took him some time to convince himself of what he sensed, and he climbed into a suitable position in the trees to help his companions scout. Fifty meters behind him, another archer did the same thing. The team stretched all the way to Kragg's Pool. All sentries were in place, and everyone could clearly see the light emitted by the signal lamp in the hands of the archers in front of them, so that they could send out signals in the direction of the town. signal without revealing your position to approaching enemies.

"Notify the city and Lord Elminster." Cornell expressed the message in sign language. He was already familiar with the invasion of Zhentil Castle. As a senior guard, he did not know how many times he had repelled the red robes. Invasion of the Mages and the Church of Bane.

But the situation in front of him was obviously not as usual. The shaking on the ground and the shadow in the distance made him understand that this was an attack on a scale beyond imagination, and this was a war!

The noise came again, this time accompanied by cries of pain.

Cornell quickly raised the lantern. His hands were soaked with sweat and the lantern almost slipped from it. He reached out to grab it, and almost fell off the thick branch he was perched on. When his hand felt the cold metal surface again, his heart could not help but beat fast.

The archer looked forward, and he could now see the Zhentil struggling among the twisting branches that covered the road. Tree trunks fall in different directions, whether walking or riding, eventually leading them into a trap. Even if Zhentil Castle's army tried to bypass this area, they would be greeted by the same layout.

He is confident that he will consume the enemy's troops here and at least make them feel the pain! Suddenly, growls of annoyance turned into death screams, and hails of arrows erupted from the forest, piercing Manshoon's army. Following the advance team, more archers arrived and found their positions in the forest beside the road.

Some Zhentil fought their way through the barrier, while others used the corpses of their comrades as shields to defend themselves against the hail of arrows coming from above. Cursing loudly, they ran forward, not noticing the tall stakes poking out of the road until their chests were pierced.

Connell and the advance guard of archers began to fall back, crawling from their original position to a safe route through the forest, behind a series of carefully camouflaged pits that formed the second line of defense. These holes were three feet deep, with a wooden stake stuck in the center.

The second group of archers also followed the pace of the advance team, preparing to retreat to the town with them. Cornell couldn't help but thank the gods, because all the sentries in Shadow Valley survived, and he did not hear the sound of arrows being loaded on the road behind. Zhentil's bow and arrow passed through the barrier of branches. Hundreds of arrows arced in the air. Most of them hit the trunk, were buried among the branches, or fell harmlessly to the ground.

Cornel Graysense didn't even feel the arrow sinking into his back. It pierced his heart and killed him.

Manson's troops fought for hours in the dark, breaking through numerous lines of defense on the road. Many of the Harpers were killed, but even more so among the Zhentil Keep troops themselves.

Before reaching Shadow Valley, nearly a thousand soldiers had already died in the forest.

When Manzon's army passed through the forest and arrived in the Valley of Shadows, Elminster had just learned the news. The wise old man knew the purpose of the cunning tyrant, and he wanted to hold him back.

"But how do you know that this is not my purpose?" Elminster murmured. He is a kind old man who looks very old. He has a snow-white beard. He has a strong body and a complexion. He was ruddy and had a sharp magic sword on his waist.

The next chapter will be about Elminster's battle with the army. I don't know what personal spells Elminster has, so I just looked for them on the spell table. If Elminster doesn't know how to do it, just treat it as if I gave it to him. Add it