Spellcasting Heavens

The food chain is the most intuitive manifestation of the dominance relationship between species.

If one species is on the diet of another species, then when the former encounters the latter, it will often awaken the most primitive and instinctive memory in the genes, and then quickly activate self-protection in time, making the brain think that escape is the best option. s Choice.

There is no doubt that for humans in Faerûn, trolls are such monsters that can be called natural enemies.

Especially for ordinary people living in the countryside, trolls that can only be killed with flames and acid are simply an out-and-out nightmare.

There are often stories circulating in the North. A few hungry trolls broke into the village at night, killed all the villagers silently, and then ate them bit by bit.

So except for those elites who often fought against powerful monsters, the rest had already begun to retreat when the trolls rushed in. The reason why they did not collapse was due to the constant blessing of bards and priests with spells to boost morale.

The mages who accompanied the army did not dare to continue to play soy sauce. They chanted spells and released strong acid spells one after another to send the dying trolls to hell.

Feeling the fear and despair emanating from the enemy camp, Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: Not enough! Not enough! I want to crush their last hope!

Master, the guys in Waterdeep City are almost exhausted. Do you think we can launch a general attack? Gar asked cautiously.

He is not a fool and understands that the goal of this war is not to win victory, but to annihilate the Waterdeep City coalition forces and use the souls of those poor people to unite a priesthood.

No hurry! Let those white dragons be dispatched first, and focus on attacking the location of the mages to consume their spell slots. Zhang Cheng said as he raised his left hand to collect all the souls of the dead on the battlefield, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends. .

Obviously, although the quantity of these souls is sufficient, the quality is still far from enough.

The priesthood is not something that can be obtained casually!

Apart from snatching it from the hands of the existing gods, or waiting for it to be given by His Majesty Io, the God above God, the only way is to make mortals have strong obsessions, such as hatred, jealousy, greed, despair, pain, etc.

When thousands of these obsessions come together, they will form an authority recognized by the entire world.

When a god has authority,

He can become the ruler of this field. All mortals who enter this field must pay high respect to God in exchange for the other party's blessings.

In fact, although mortals in Faerûn can only have one patron saint, when they are engaged in other industries, they will pray to the gods who have authority over that industry.

The most obvious example is that all blacksmiths and craftsmen, whether they are followers of Gond, the god of craftsmanship and forging or not, will choose to pray to this god when making something, hoping that their works will be more refined.

For another example, all men and women who are pursuing their other half, whether they are believers of the love goddess Shuna or not, will beg the fire-haired lady for gifts to help them win the favor of their sweethearts.

There are actually many creatures with divine power or divinity in the world, but only by truly obtaining the priesthood can one be regarded as a veritable god and gain his own seat in the ancient pantheon.

As you wish! Gar bowed respectfully, turned around and winked at his adjutant.

The latter understood the situation and quickly ran to the woods at the rear, untied the chains that bound several white dragons, and asked the dragon seekers to drink them spring water contaminated by the blood of demons.

moment!

These behemoths covered with white scales erupted in pain and screamed. Their eyes were quickly stained red with blood. They struggled to rise into the air and dived towards the Waterdeep coalition forces at extremely fast speeds. They opened their mouths and sprayed out a large deadly blast. of freezing cold air.

No! It's Bai Long! An officer spotted Bai Long first and shouted at the top of his lungs.

But unfortunately, because the entire formation had been overwhelmed by the crazy trolls, there was no time to organize a counterattack. All the places sprayed by the white dragon, no matter the people or the horses, turned into frozen sculptures without exception.

In the extremely cold Northland, the white dragon is the supreme overlord and the creature at the top of the food chain.

Except for the equally powerful Frost Giants, almost nothing can threaten them.

Seeing several white dragons wreaking havoc above his head, killing several mages who had no time to react, the Lord of Waterdeep City finally panicked, took General Ramsay's hand and roared: Damn it! Hurry! Think of a way! We must not lose! Otherwise Waterdeep City and the Lords Alliance will be doomed!

Shut up! Idiot! I've had enough of your dictating! Now, gather those mages immediately, and then mobilize fifty knights to protect them. Next, what we need are large-scale magic rituals and powerful crossbows. We must use these Several dragons have been defeated. General Ramsay pushed the Lord of Waterdeep away, led his guards to rush to a bed crossbow, quickly adjusted the angle, and aimed the hammer at one of them.

Buzz!

Accompanied by a slightly harsh sound, a three-edged heavy arrow more than one meter long rose into the air and pierced the white dragon's fragile abdomen.

The scales on its body only acted as a slight hindrance, and then it fell from the sky with a spurt of blood and fell into the crowd with a thud.

However, this dragon, which had been eroded by the devil's blood, was quite tenacious. Before anyone could rush in to finish the damage, it waved its sharp claws, gutting more than twenty soldiers, and the dragon's breath spewed from its mouth was frozen. There were more than forty people.

Death! Dragon! A knight holding a silver spear shouted, using the explosive force brought by the horse's sprint, he drove the spear directly into the lower left part of his chest.

puff!

This time there was no accident, it pierced Bailong's heart on the spot.

It swayed from side to side twice, and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

Just when the knight thought he had killed a dragon and was about to cheer loudly to boost morale, the dragon's body began to emit a dazzling green light for some unknown reason.

What happened before the people around him could react!

The next second...

boom!

The deadly evil flames swallowed up everything within a radius of ten meters!

Kill!

die!

destroy!

The blood of the Abyss Lord turned these giant beasts, which were originally favored by magical energy, into deadly bombs!

Once they are killed, all the energy in their bodies will be released immediately, and their power far exceeds that of most nine-ring magic...