Lord of Spells from Faerûn

The teleportation gate on the second floor was not far from the goblin camp. Everyone came to the fourth floor through the teleportation gate. Compared with the second floor, this floor was already deserted, and there was no one near the teleportation gate.

According to the map, there are a large number of undead creatures gathering on this floor, and many adventure teams without spellcasters and paladin professions came to an abrupt end when they came here.

Unlike the first and second floors that have been developed all year round, adventurers are basically unable to clear a safe route directly to the portal due to the continuous emergence of undead creatures here.

"Look over there, there are some undead." Domira reminded.

Not far from the portal, several medium-sized skeletons were wandering aimlessly. Imrik walked forward, holding his hands in an oval shape on his chest. A golden light emerged from his hands and quickly spread to his whole body, "Mochulia Light!"

Second-level spell - Light of Mercuria.

As the spell sounded, the light from the black-robed mage's body was once again absorbed into his hands, forming a golden sphere. With a "snap", two rays from heaven shot out from the sphere, and two were hit. The skeleton was instantly burned to ashes by the powerful radiant energy.

After testing the power of the new spell, the black-robed mage nodded with satisfaction.

The remaining skeletons were awakened by the silence. After spotting the humans in the distance, Jerome rushed forward and shouted: "Let me do it! I want to try my new baby!"

+2 The power of the sacred long sword is extremely powerful, especially when facing these undead creatures. Every cut with the sword is like butter, melting the skeleton's body without any resistance.

Jerome seemed to be in a deserted place, and he solved these skeletons in a few seconds, and said with unfinished content: "Is this all gone? I haven't had enough yet!"

Domila rolled her eyes. She didn't want to have any contact with these terrifying skeletons.

Following the path indicated on the map, everyone gradually came to a deep path with several faint green lights floating every few dozen meters on both sides of the path.

Looking at the will-o'-the-wisps formed by the accumulation of negative energy, the black-robed mage gently released a secondary psychic connection, and said to everyone in his heart: "Be careful, don't make a sound. If these will-o'-the-wisps are frightened, a large number of negative energy will erupt." The energy fluctuations attract all the surrounding undead creatures."

Everyone nodded quickly, and they all wanted to take off their shoes and walk.

But obviously, the existence in the dark will not let them reach their destination so leisurely.

Hamlein was walking when he suddenly felt itchy on his neck, as if he was being brushed by something. He grabbed it with his hand and touched something hard and slender. When he took it into his hand, he saw that it turned out to be a large Centipede!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh centipede ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Hamlein screamed in fright, threw the centipede in his hand into the sky, and landed on Domila's chest. When Domila saw it, he was so frightened that he screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhh, you are looking for death!"

When he heard Hamlein's scream, Imrik felt something bad. Sure enough, the surrounding will-o'-the-wisps floated out as if blown by a strong wind, and a strong aura of negative energy filled the surroundings.

"Please, you two are nothing more than a centipede!" The dwarf Zach jumped angrily. He didn't want to face a bunch of undead creatures.

Imric calmly blessed himself with a falcon's eye and observed the surroundings. As expected, many undead creatures were already swarming over.

"Stop arguing, get ready to fight, Black Moon, come out." Imrik summoned the familiar raven and threw a few scrolls of command to the undead on the ground.

"Wait until those undead get close and attack them with these scrolls." The black-robed mage quickly ordered his magic pet.

Immediately afterwards, he recited a spell and cast a level three monster summoning spell. A white light flashed and a little angel appeared on the spot.

The nimble little thing looked like a pocket-sized elf wearing shining robes and long flowing hair but only two feet tall. Its long wings stretched out from its shoulders like a cape made of colorful tulle. .

This is the Angel of Color of the Aithorn Clan, who has good spell-like abilities and can speak Common Language.

"Ah, undead creatures, nasty undead creatures!" The little angel angrily put his hands on his hips and complained as he looked at the undead creatures in the distance.

The black-robed mage cast a spell again, warm white light emerged on his body, and two heavenly beams shot at the two ghouls in the distance.

The powerful radiant damage of the Light of Mercuria burned the two ghouls directly into ashes. Immediately afterwards, Imric continued to cast spells, applying the magic of enlargement, magic weapons and blood to the paladin and the copper furnace. violent.

At this time, the nearby undead creatures had also approached everyone. Paladins, dwarves, Copper Furnace, Domira and others rushed forward,

Hamlein supported his teammates with frost rays and magic missiles.

The negative energy fluctuations of the will-o'-the-wisp attracted dozens of undead creatures, but most of them were low-level undead such as skeletons and zombies. Even the ghouls only had a few pitiful sporadic ones. The crisis was quickly resolved by everyone.

"Damn it, Hamlein, if you dare to put a centipede on me again, I promise to stuff your pretty face into the betas of the women you find!" Domila yelled at Hamlein with her teeth and claws open.

The bard looked bitter and did not dare to resist. He only dared to whisper: "You were also scared and screamed."

Domira heard him mumbling and glared at him. The bard didn't dare to say anything anymore.

The beautiful wanderer arranged her hair, as if she felt that her performance just now was unattractive.

Jerome came out to smooth things over at this time and said: "Okay, let's go quickly. Please stay quiet this time. I don't want any accidents to happen."

After hearing this, Domira no longer threatened Hamlein. She asked Imrik: "How far is it, Xiao Yi? The atmosphere here really makes me feel uncomfortable all over."

"There is still half the distance. We must be extremely careful on the next journey. There are several marked dangerous places not far from our route."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but cheer up and cautiously embarked on the journey again.

But what they didn't know was that in the distance, a red-haired human female-like spirit had been staring at them.

"It seems that their strength is good. We need to give them a greater crisis and then come forward to save them. Teacher, one day, I will let you feel my anger!"

The red-haired female spirit looked at everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group and murmured to herself. She raised a hand and chanted an unknown spell in her mouth, and a powerful aura of death gathered in her hand.

As she continued to cast spells, undead creatures appeared on the spot one after another, including high-level monsters such as Skeleton Lords and Desecrated Corpses.

"Go ahead, ambush them, attack them, and then let me destroy you and put on a good show." The red-haired spirit raised a smile on its lips and looked mysteriously into the distance.