"Is this place very close to the Dark Lake?"

Brian put his hand against the stone wall of the tunnel, and while he concentrated on feeling the faint vibration, he said to the Kuo-toa monk not far away.

This monk murloc is also the largest among all the kuo-toa that Brian has ever seen.

His skin was rough, and his limbs were covered with conspicuous tangled muscles, dotted with scars from battles and training, making him almost as ugly as a corpse that had been dead for a week.

Brian had no doubt that the opponent's fighting skills were much higher than those of ordinary Kuo-Toa.

But what he couldn't imagine was that the other party turned out to be a fish-man who preached pacifism.

This made him realize that this fish man might be hiding some ulterior secrets.

"There is still at least 5 kilometers to go." The fish-man monk stared at his two protruding silver-black eyes and answered in a slow tone.

The two independently focused eyes of the Kuo Tao fish have extremely sharp vision. They can see any moving creature or object, even if the opponent is invisible, spiritual or astral. Only by staying still can they see

Able to hide from their eyes.

Brian nodded thoughtfully and stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop.

Because he judged it from the surface of the surrounding rock formations.

In the past years, countless underground races had mined mineral deposits in this area, and they had dug away almost everything of value on the road they were taking at this time.

Looking at the traces on the stone walls, he could even imagine these underground races touching all the rock walls with their greasy sweaty hands, destroying the possibility of any other ores being formed.

The color of the spacious oval tunnel is more like a dry earthy brown. Although this is a very suitable underground passage in the Underdark, it can be seen from the traces on the ground that few people use it now.

It is said that when the ancient race created the Dark Lake, they also unintentionally brought in the evil fish-man race, the Kuo-Tao, which allowed them to take root in every corner along the shores of the Dark Lake, often robbing passing travelers.

"Let's go." After observing for a moment, Brian motioned for everyone to continue walking forward.

Therefore, the murloc monk who led the way took the lead in the front row, followed two steps behind by the goblin Copper Block and the derro dwarf Jeep.

Under Brian's secret instructions, Copper Nugget and this enthusiastic derro dwarf became inseparable, and they were so familiar with each other that they would compare themselves to each other when they went out to pee.

"Did you find any problem?"

Hesiah, who was walking in the last row, walked side by side with Brian. Looking at his slightly solemn expression, she asked him through magic transmission.

"Stay vigilant," Brian said to the sword mage. "My instincts are rarely wrong."

Hesiah nodded slightly with conviction, and inadvertently moved her right hand to the hilt of the sword hanging on her slender waist.

Next, everyone was silent all the way and walked in the tunnel filled with sickly light for about half an hour. Soft sand began to appear on the hard ground, and their footsteps made a crunching sound on the sand.

Brian looked around at the environmental features of the Underdark and recognized that they were very close to the Dark Lake.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then found a triangular area formed by the stumps of three stalactites, and motioned for everyone to take a break.

"We'll reach our destination after walking about another 3 kilometers."

The fish-man monk not far away had no intention of stopping. He looked at Brian, being careful not to let the echo of his words spread far away, and said:

"There is a fork in front of you. After passing the corner, keep walking along the passage on the right, and you will reach the largest Kuo-Tao murloc town on the coast of the dark lake. We have been lucky to have walked this far, but we still have to...

..."

"Boom!"

A crackling sound rang in their ears, interrupting the monk's voice and echoing in the wide tunnel for a long time.

Everyone was startled by the movement, and even Brian instinctively raised his head and looked at the top of the tunnel.

The goblin copper block quickly grabbed the lighting stick that emitted a soft light in his hand, cutting off the radiation of the light and instantly plunging the entire tunnel into darkness.

"Could it be..." the derro dwarf whispered hoarsely, "could it be another purple worm or abyss demon, I..."

"Shh..." Copper Block whispered softly, "No, I think it's more like..."

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, and the smell of cracking rock and lightning filled the tunnel.

lightning?

Brian looked at each other in the darkness with the sword mage beside him, and immediately thought of what kind of race could naturally release lightning magic.

Lightning? Rock cracking?

At this moment, Brian suddenly realized what this meant.

"earthquake!"

The goblin copper block obviously also reacted, shouted loudly to the derro dwarf beside him, and disappeared into a shadow.

The fishman monk heard the shouts of the goblins behind him and quickly ran towards the front of the tunnel.

The Derro dwarf Jeep nimbly jumped over a large boulder blocking the road and landed on the soft rock debris. He staggered and almost fell. After steadying himself, he continued running without looking back.

Brian calmly reached out and pointed in the darkness, and the dark tunnel became extraordinarily bright under the illumination of a simple trick.

——"Psychic Any Door!"

Looking at the bright light shining in the distance outside the tunnel, he concentrated his mind, and with a thought, he pulled Hesiah beside him into the portal and disappeared.

"Boom!"

The moment the two people left, a third explosion sounded, louder than the previous two.

Dust and stone debris fell from the cave roof, and the shadows cast by the light spell twisted and jumped on the shaking rock walls.

The earth was tearing apart and roaring, and the roaring sound seemed to fill the entire world.

The stone walls of the cave rippled like calm water being broken, the rocks cracked, dust with debris spewed out from the cracks, and large rocks fell from the rock wall.

The air was filled with the frightening smell of broken rocks, and the dust that originally fell formed thick clouds of fog.

Vaguely, Brian also smelled some other smells, thick moisture, the smell of dead fish, and rich mushroom bushes.

When he felt the fishy smell getting stronger and stronger, a large group of Kuo-Tao fishmen emerged from the darkness and surrounded the five of them.

This is a group of about twenty or thirty kuo-toa troops.

Their bodies are covered with hard green scales. Their short, stooped but extremely strong bodies have thick limbs, and duck-like webs grow between their sharp claws.

Although they have bodies and limbs that are similar to humans, they have a bullet-like fish head and piranha-like sharp fangs protruding from the outside, making them look particularly ferocious.

The Kuo-Toa, who have an evil personality and violent tendencies, are ancient underwater humanoid creatures.

They once populated the coasts and islands of the surface world.

When humans and other surface races drove the kuo-toa into the underground world, allowing them to live in madness and darkness for generations, they never returned to the sun.

"Hello, my people, which tribe are you from?" The fish-man monk slowly stepped forward, looked at a group of ferocious little fish-men, and said calmly, "I am from..."

However, before he finished speaking, the monk responded with a roaring harpoon.

The harpoon passed by the monk's bullet-like head in a thrilling manner, and was heavily inserted into the stone wall far behind her.

"Blood and death, dedicated to the father of the deep sea!"

The three Kuo-Tao priests with shell magic weapons hanging around their necks simultaneously raised their scepters and roared fervently: "They are sacrifices to the Father of the Deep Sea, catch them all!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, all the Kuo-Tao fishmen rushed towards them brandishing harpoons, pincer staffs or spears.

This time, Brian noticed that the murloc monk, who liked to preach peace the most, did not choose to evade. Instead, he took the lead in facing the attack of the Kuo Tao murlocs with his bare hands.

He leaned over to dodge the swing of a pincer staff with a crab claw-like top, and hit the Kuo-Toa man in the abdomen with one palm.

Then, relying on his race's slime talent, he clung to the target, jumped up with him, and performed an acrobatic tumble in the air. The moment he hit the ground, he landed his second punch without fail.

Blood splattered and bones shattered.

The Kuo-Tao warrior fell to the ground on his back, rolling wildly, covering his bloody face with both hands, struggling a few times, and then died.

It wasn't until the death of the Kuo-Tao that Brian determined that the murloc warrior was a Kuo-Too overseer.

In the level classification of Kuo-Tao fishmen, apart from the high priests and whip bearers, they are the most powerful group of non-spellcaster fishmen warriors, with an average challenge level of about level 7.

He saw the fishman monk clasping his hands together and bowing slightly to the corpse.

Then, the fishlegs with tangled muscles kicked hard towards the ground, turning into an afterimage, like a bullet coming out of the barrel, and faced the second Kuo-Tao fish-man without warning.

——"Essence Palm!"

——"Fighting attack!"

——"High wind combo!"

——"Shocking fist!"

In the blink of an eye, four Kuo-Toa warriors fell to the ground and died in the shadow of the monk's fist.

It wasn't until the three Kuo-Toa priests released their divine magic that they slowed down the powerful offensive of the monks as if they were entering an uninhabited land.

Looking at the fierce fighting appearance of the fish-man monk, Brian couldn't help but recall the opponent's previous performance, and a sentence appeared in his mind unconsciously: be weak externally, and attack hard internally.

While paying attention to the fight between the fish-men monks, he was not idle either.

With the blessing of the arcane gauntlet, he can cast out one of his skillful spells instantly by raising his hand.

It won't take a while.

Five kuo-toa holding harpoons and pincer staffs fell into the baptism of arcane missiles before they could even rush forward, so that for a while, no one dared to attack again.

Obviously, although the number of this group of Kuo-Tao fishmen is large, their strength is not as strong as imagined.

Even the three fishman priests who lead them are only about level 5 at most.

During the melee, Brian saw that among his unreliable teammates, the goblin copper block turned into a shadow and disappeared as usual.

The derro dwarf, who wielded a short sword, used his own methodical moves to entangle himself with a kuo-toa, making it difficult to determine the outcome.

Hesiah's rune sword slashed outwards like a storm, and every time the sword slashed out, it would trigger bursts of screams.

The lightning crackled and jumped, and the sword blade tore through the air, sending out bursts of sharp clear whistles.

The kuo-toa swarmed in like wheat, falling to the ground one after another and dying.

The strength shown by Hesiah made Brian dare not throw spells casually, for fear of accidentally injuring her darting figure.

Just then.

He suddenly felt a dangerous magical wave gathering crazily, and this familiar energy reminded him of the previous scene of the cave collapse.

——"Arcane Counterattack!"

He used his countermeasures almost without thinking.

As a light blue magic network barrier appeared in front of his eyes, a bolt of lightning shining with blue and white light came with a bang.

The blue and white lightning beam fell in the magic network, struggled for a moment like a fish in the net, then suddenly turned the gun head, and blasted at the three Kuo Tao fishman priests who were holding hands in circles at a dizzying speed.

This is the racial talent of the kuo-toa. Any kuo-toa who becomes a priest or a whip bearer can create powerful lightning energy to attack the enemy by holding hands and spinning around together.

"boom!"

However, after being successfully countered by Brian, the returning lightning beam exploded again, instantly killing one of the Kuo-Toa priests who was caught off guard.

While the two fishman priests were still shocked by the power of magic, the fireball that Brian had prepared followed closely behind.

The two panic-stricken fishman priests screamed and were blasted into the sky by the explosion of fireballs. They fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

The huge noise caused by the fireball naturally alerted everyone around him in an instant.

Seeing that the three priests and one Kuo-Tao supervisor who led them were all killed in the battle, the remaining Kuo-Toa abandoned their opponents and turned around and ran away.

"It's not that easy to leave!" Hesayah shouted coldly, preparing to vent the black clouds that had accumulated on the Thunder Gauntlet.

"Let me do it."

The moment she raised her hand, Brian came over and pressed her hand down again.

"Have you ever heard of the "Mayoufu Micro Meteor"?" He looked at the nine fleeing Kuo-Tao fishmen and said to the sword mage beside him with a smile.

Ma Youfu Micrometeor?

When Hesiah heard the name of this spell, she couldn't help but look at Brian in shock and subconsciously said: "Do you know this spell?"

"Of course, today I want to show you what a real "Mayoufu micrometeor" is."

Brian patted his dimensional bag, took out an item, and looked at the nine Kuo-Toa who were about to disappear from his sight.

The legendary "Ma Youfu Micro Meteor" also has a more popular name: the three-ring god-slaying spell.

As a wizard who is proficient in the evocation school, Brian naturally tried every means to master this spell.

The reason why this three-ring evocation spell is called the God-Slaying Spell is not because it has actually killed gods.

The main reason is that someone used it to kill a legendary lich, and this lich was killed by someone who crossed the level challenge.

"Mayoufu Micro Meteor" became famous because of this, and has almost become the number one cross-level challenge spell among low-level spells.

Although its little damage is not enough for a god.

After all, in terms of damage, this spell is not even comparable to the damage of a fireball.

But there is a very special thing about "Mayouf Micro Meteor", that is, it is a magical creation and is regarded as a 5 magic weapon. It is also the only magic that is not immune to divine shields or legal barriers.

To put it simply, its damage is real damage. No matter how high your resistance is, 1 blood point will be forcibly deducted when you are hit.

Because of this, "Mayoufu Micro Meteor" can break through most defensive armors.

Therefore, the greatest significance of this spell to Brian is to break defense.

Whether it is a dragon, a demon, a demon, or a powerful legendary lich, no one can ignore the real damage caused by "Mayouf Micro Meteor".

Perhaps this kind of damage will be greatly reduced through various reductions, but in the words of their players: As long as you dare to show your health bar, God will slaughter you.

You can imagine that if hundreds or even thousands of people cast "Mayoufu Micro Meteor" at the same time, even if it only causes 1 point of damage, it is not something that a legendary strong person can resist.

Of course, this kind of grand "Ma Youfu Micro Meteor" scene would probably be difficult for any force except their players to achieve.

Under Hesiah's expectant gaze, Brian stopped ink-marking, locked onto the nine escaping Kuo-Toa fishmen, and directly took out a Type 92 pistol from the dimensional bag.

That’s right!

You read that right, Brian is holding a pistol in his hand at this time.

Moreover, the barrel of this pistol is made of pure gold, shining with golden luster in a dim environment.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Then, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, and fired eight shots in a row. Fireballs the size of fists spurted out from the barrel of the gun one after another, trailing flames and accurately hitting the Kuo-Toa's body.

While the fireball left bloody holes in their hard scales, it suddenly exploded violently like a grenade, killing all eight Kuo-Toa fishmen.

Seeing the results of his experiment, Brian nodded with satisfaction.

Since his arcane fire was upgraded to level 4, the first spell he activated from arcane fire was Mayouf Micrometeor.

With the activation of this spell, he successfully mastered it. After he learned the level four power "Psychic Craftsmanship" yesterday, he immediately took out a lot of gold coins and steel, and used these raw materials to make a pistol for himself.

The reason why "Ma Youfu Micro Meteor" can be shot out of the gun barrel is mainly because this three-ring spell has been improved into a four-ring energy evocation spell with the help of the system before he was reborn.

Ma Youfu Micro Meteor (energy shaping, transformation)

(Alchemy, Ordnance, Fire)

Level:3

Components: words, gestures, materials

Duration:Special

Saving Throw: None

The caster creates miniature bolide meteors in his hand. The number of meteors is his level * 1. This energy creation is regarded as a magic weapon of 5, which can cause penetrating and explosive damage to the target.

Casting Materials: Beads made of saltpeter and sulfur added with pine tar.

Note: When the caster releases this spell, it must be fired from a small hollow tube made of pure gold.

…………

It can be seen from the introduction of "Ma Youfu Micro Meteor" that there are many conditions for the release of this spell.

In addition to the necessary spells and magic gestures, you also need to prepare beads made of saltpeter and sulfur added with pine tar, and an expensive gold hollow tube.

When releasing a spell, these small beads must be stuffed into the hollow tube, and then fired at the enemy.

Does this scene look familiar?

So, after Brian mastered this spell, he began to think about how to eliminate these complicated steps.

Finally, after spending a lot of time and experience in research, he finally found a solution and upgraded the level of this spell to the fourth level.

Although the difficulty level has been increased to level four, the power of the spell has not increased much.

The biggest change is that these beads, made of saltpeter and sulfur added with pine tar, can be converted into micro-meteors under the surge of magical energy. They do not need to be released immediately, but can be saved in his specially made bullets.

Inside the folder.

In this case, when he needs to use it, he can fire it directly in the form of a pistol.

The only flaw is that he cannot reuse this spell before these micrometeors are launched.

Otherwise, with sufficient financial resources, Brian could even form a micro-meteor army.

If you don't like someone, just hit him with a shooting star to really hurt his face. Even if a god comes, you have to avoid his sharp edge for the time being.

Although it cannot be popularized, it is at least one of his most powerful trump cards.

Even if you are facing an adult dragon, if you go down with a shuttle, even if you can't kill him, you can still stun him and even run away with your tail between your legs in fear.

Therefore, Brian is quite satisfied with this. After all, his pistol is loaded with bullets that can force even gods to cause damage.

As for why this low-level spell can cause harm to gods.

According to research, the origin of the "Ma Youfu micro-meteor" is that after the young wizard Ma Youfu created the Mayoufu acid arrow, when he used the acid arrow, he accidentally reversed the spell and injured himself, resulting in disfigurement.

In order to restore his original handsome appearance, Ma Youfu decided to pray to God, hoping that God would grant him a miracle.

On a starry night, young Ma Youfu came to the top of a hill, faced the deep blue night sky, and called God's name over and over again.

However, unfortunately, a god heard his call, but the god immediately realized that it was a wizard who called him, not a believer or a priest.

So the god turned around to leave. Ma Youfu was very anxious when he saw this. In desperation, he struck the broken gong five times in a row, making a sound of "dang dang dang dang dang", and then began to sing a moving song to express his grief, "only you

..." (For details, please refer to "Westward Journey")...

But unexpectedly, this move angered the god. The god thought to himself, how dare this little wizard with only level 5 dare to despise him like this!

So God smashed the stars in the night sky to the ground to punish Ma Youfu for his rash actions...

Of course the final result can be imagined.

Ma Youfu was killed on the spot, but fortunately, with his persistence in magic, he recorded the process of casting the spell at the last moment of his life, leaving this great legacy to future generations of wizards!

So the three-ring spell Ma Youfu Micro Meteor was born.

"Why is your "Mayuf Micro Meteor" released in such a strange way?" Seeing the eight dead Kuo Tao fishmen, Xisaya took a breath of air and couldn't help but ask.

Her surprised eyes wandered from time to time to the strange equipment in her hand.

Goblin Copper Block and others also turned their attention to the thing in Brian's hand.

"Because I researched it myself."

Brian replaced the magazine and cast the fourth-ring spell "Mayouf Micro Meteor" again to activate the bullet inside, and then solemnly stored it for emergencies.

"But didn't you notice?" Hesiah continued, "You escaped an enemy."

"I left it out on purpose."

Brian looked towards the direction where the last Kuo-Tao murloc escaped, "I'm just a little curious about the origins of this group of murlocs who believe in the Father of the Deep Sea."

The words just fell.

"Crack!"

The Kuo-Tao fishman's disappearing figure was suddenly struck by a bolt of blue and white lightning, and he fell to the ground dead with a howl.

at the same time.
Chapter completed!