Lord of Spells from Faerûn

"ah!!"

The cross of holy flames shone in the dark night, and the screams of the God of Murder resounded in the wilderness. Cyric, who was flying towards him, stopped. He recognized the mage in the sky.

"Imrik?"

Cyric, who knew the power of this legendary mage, calmed down. He drew out the black dagger from his waist and sneaked towards the place where the cross broke out.

Baal's body was now covered with a layer of blood-red shield, resisting the burning of [Flame Strike]. His back was filled with a dozen cold and pale bone swords. Under his scarlet pupils, there was a A huge mouth full of fangs.

He held the immobile Midnight tightly in his hand, and his sharp claws scratched Midnight's skin. Barr glanced at the mage in the sky with fear. The unexpected attack just now made him feel that his soul was hit.

"Artifact." The God of Murder gritted his teeth. Only an artifact containing the essence of the divine soul could harm his bloody saint's body. If it were in the past, he could easily destroy even five legendary mages, but now he has fallen into the mortal world, and was stabbed in the back by Melkor a few days ago, losing more than 90% of the Assassin followers. Baal's power It was greatly reduced, which was why he planned to kidnap Midnight and not do more killings.

Imrik, who was standing in the sky, waved his left hand gently. The huge magic power stirred the airflow, and the huge force field magic hand suddenly appeared and slapped downwards with overwhelming force.

[Extremely effective and powerful extended spell upgrade - Bigby's Shattering Palm]!

Facing the huge demonic hand coming towards him, Baal sneered, casually pulled out a bone sword from his back and threw it out. With the blessing of Baal's huge power, the speed of the bone spur was as fast as a bullet being discharged, and an afterimage flashed past. , the bone spur penetrated the force field magic hand and flew towards the mage in the sky.

Seeing that the force field demon's hand was instantly penetrated by bone spurs and dissipated, Imric understood that these bone spurs should contain Baal's power, just like the sharp claws on Bane's original saint body.

The mage raised his left hand in a palm shape, and colorful ripples of brilliance spurted out from his hand, covering his body. The [Iridescent Sphere] formed a hard shield around him.

The next second, the bone spur hit the light curtain, making a sharp "sizzling" sound, like a red-hot iron entering the water. The color of the light curtain became bright and dark, but it finally held on. The bone sword fell to the ground as if all its strength had been exhausted.

"Haha, instant nine-ring spell? It's quite powerful." Barr mocked disdainfully, "But that's all. Do you think you can fight against gods?"

Barr raised his hand to call for the bone sword, and the bone sword stuck on the ground immediately flew into his hand. The God of Murder snapped his fingers, and two more bone swords were stretched out on his back, aiming at the mage together with the previous one.

"midnight!!"

The shouts in the distance attracted the attention of both parties. Kelemvor approached quickly on horseback, his black armor shining in the silver light of Selûne.

Barr curled his lips in disdain. It was true that a tiger was bullied and no one dared to trouble him.

The God of Murder raised his free right hand and clenched it tightly into a fist. A blood-colored energy wave spread out from it to the surroundings. Dozens of blood-red holes appeared from the ground, and thin assassins hiding in hoods emerged from the ground. Slowly rising from the entrance of the cave.

"Your Majesty." The assassins slowly made emotionless voices and pulled out sharp daggers with scarlet lines in their hands. The faces under each of their hoods were extremely pale, with red dye marking their faces. Various patterns.

The reapers in the shadows rushed towards Kelemvor quickly, and the black figure drew a black track in the sky. Kelemvor pulled out his sword and blocked an assassin's attack, but more attacks soon followed. .

Seeing Kelanvor struggling to cope, Imrik sighed, he couldn't die here yet.

The mage standing in the sky pointed in the distance, and a bolt of lightning shot out from his finger. Then, it suddenly gathered into a brilliant, crackling ball of light. This shining ball rose above the bushes, like a ball of light. A star hung in front of Kelanvor, illuminating the ground within a hundred yards as clearly as the sun at noon.

Seven-ring war spell [extremely effective and powerful spell enhancement - advanced chain lightning]!

Baal and Cyric in the distance noticed the appearance of this small sun. Cyric, who had seen Imric's magic, tightened his expression. Cyric cursed and then focused all his attention on the saint. body, and midnight in his hands. He didn't know what caused the light, but he knew it was a good opportunity for him to get close to Baal.

The miniature sun shone, and the light pierced Kelanvor's eyes like daggers. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and then he felt an extremely hot torrent passing by him.

Countless blue-white thick lightnings rushed towards the surrounding assassins, and the terrible heat enveloped them into a ball of white light. Kelanwo stood in front of the ball of light, as helpless as a lone boat facing an approaching tsunami, but The violent lightning swept over his body like the gentlest lover, and only the residual warmth caused by the countless lightning enveloped his body.

The power of [Advanced Chain Lightning] was so powerful that Baal's Saint Assassins melted into skeletons in the endless white light. There were even scattered lightning strikes at Baal 200 feet away, creating a bloody shield. Ripples.

"Stupid! Weak!" Barr roared angrily, and the horns on his head turned extremely scarlet due to his anger. He waved his hand and shot out three bone swords. The bone swords that exceeded the speed of sound arrived in front of the mage in an instant.

【The Moment of Holy Judgment】!

Huge white wings rose behind Imrik, and golden light formed a shield around his body. The three bone swords were unable to move in front of this seemingly fragile golden light. The blessing from the supreme angel easily blocked it. Bone sword attack.

At this moment, Cyric, who had been lurking close, finally seized the opportunity. He rushed forward, aiming the dagger in Baal's back.

"Ha," Barr, like a prophet who predicts the future, casually grabbed back, broke Cyric's left hand, strangled his neck and lifted him into the air, "Let me see, which ant wants to sneak attack on the great Barr?"

The God of Murder looked at the thief casually, and clamped the thief's chin with his stone-hard fist.

Cyric's ears were ringing and his head was dizzy. He wanted to swing his sword, but he had no strength. The thief's body began to go limp. The God of Murder continued to punch Cyric on the chin and stomach, beating him repeatedly until the other party dropped his weapon and fell to the ground semiconscious.