120. Chapter 118 The terrifying storm sweeping across the battlefield
Chapter 118 The terrifying storm sweeping across the battlefield
At this time, Imrik in the sky stopped casting spells, and all the barbarians breathed a sigh of relief. While fighting, they had to be prepared for the terrifying explosions that would fall from the sky at any time, or the extremely powerful bombs.
Thunder is really terrifying.
King Heafstad also breathed a sigh of relief. He guessed that there was a high probability that this mage had exhausted all his spell resources. No spellcaster could avoid the situation where his limited spell plane was not enough against the endless enemies on the battlefield.
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But even so, King Heafstad still looked sadly at the hundreds of barbarian corpses that were torn apart by the roaring elemental power in the hands of the mage. There were even many professional barbarians among them. Without this mage, I am afraid that he would have been killed long ago.
All the human and dwarf troops were slaughtered.
Imrik stood in the sky. This kind of opportunity to unleash the power of magic without limit was rare. However, after releasing various spells for several minutes in a row, even though he had unlimited spell slots, singing made his mouth dry.
He took out a water bag and took a sip of water to moisten his throat. The mage's pampered throat became a little hoarse from the continuous singing.
Sixth-ring spell [Sandstorm].
After resting for a while, the mage saw that the barbarian on the ground had become complacent because he had not attacked for a while, so he pointed his finger and activated his magic-like ability.
Three consecutive [Sandstorms] were used up by Imrik at once, and the effect was extremely terrifying. Three powerful hurricanes with wind speeds of more than 75 miles appeared on the battlefield, and the surging hurricanes continued to scatter large amounts of sand.
, the terrifying sandstorm covered two-thirds of the entire battlefield.
Drizzt felt bad, and quickly thrust the two scimitars in his hands into the ground, and knelt on the ground with all his strength to prevent himself from being swept into the sky by the strong hurricane.
Bruno was lucky enough to find a huge stone next to him. The bottom of this stone was connected to the earth. He hugged the stone tightly. His short and stubby back half was blown up by the strong wind and floated into the sky. He used all his strength to hold on to the stone firmly.
, to prevent yourself from being blown away.
Other barbarians who did not react were not so lucky. A large number of barbarians hugged each other, but they still could not prevent themselves from being blown into the sky by the raging hurricane. The sand brought by the yellow wind made them unable to breathe in the air.
Some were even suffocated to death by the dense sand at the center of the storm.
"No, no. Ahem, I can't do it! Quick, ahem, let him stop Drizzt!"
The dwarf shouted loudly in the sandstorm, and even swallowed a large mouthful of sand and choked until he coughed.
Drizzt saw that many soldiers of the Eastern Exile Army on the other side were also killed by the sandstorm. He reluctantly let go of one hand and used the other hand to hold another scimitar to fix himself, shouting "I
After calling Mrik's name, he stretched out his hand to wave with great effort. The dark elf's own magical talent allowed him to summon a ball of black mist in his hand, trying to attract the mage's attention.
Standing in the sky, Imric saw a black mist in the corner of his eye. He looked closely and it turned out to be Drizzt. When he saw the dark elves and dwarves struggling under the terrifying power of the three sandstorms, Imric shook his head.
He shook his head and snapped his fingers to disperse the sandstorm.
The sandstorm that ravaged the battlefield finally stopped following the will of the mage. Countless barbarians and humans who were swept up in the sky fell to the ground and were beaten to death. Facing this spell that could be called a "natural disaster", at least a thousand people died.
A savage became a corpse.
King Heafstad, who was supporting his body with a giant ax in one hand, finally breathed a sigh of relief. After using such a powerful spell, this mage should stop. He looked at the messy battlefield in front of him, and even
If he wanted to withdraw his army, one of these strong barbarian elites could equal two humans. He was extremely sad to lose so much at once.
But the truth is not always so beautiful. Murphy's law says that when you are afraid of something, that thing will always happen. King Heafstad watched in horror as the mage took out a golden ball from the invisible void.
Form, a golden ball of light floats on the mage's chest, glowing slightly.
Imric smiled slightly. He originally wanted to use three exhausted [Sandstorms] to disperse the army at once. In this case, let them experience despair again.
[Summon the Mastiff-Headed God Envoy], [Monster Summoning Technique], [Undead Creature Summoning Technique].
Imric first cast a spell to summon a large number of creatures. A large number of more than a dozen summons led by the giant mantis in purgatory rushed towards the barbarian army. These barbarians who were accustomed to relying on their own strength faced these creatures with various immunity and
The summons with a large number of spell-like abilities are well defended, but it is not easy to kill these summons.
The giant mantis cut a barbarian in half with a single swing of his sword. The mastiff-headed god also killed everyone in the crowd with his eleventh level paladin level, although the strength of these summons was far inferior to Drizzt and Bruno.
Yes, but the advantage is that there are magic-like or body-size bonuses.
King Heafstad roared angrily, picked up his sword and rushed towards the Mastiff-headed God. His powerful strength and high professional level allowed him to cut the sword in the Mastiff-headed God's hand with one strike, and then waved his ax to kill the Mastiff.
The head of the Godhead was cut off and sent back to heaven.
Standing in the sky, Imric's eyes narrowed. This barbarian tribal leader seemed to be very powerful. Even a paladin with a professional level of 11 was not the opponent's enemy. Such a powerful barbarian, plus him
The armor on his body that faintly emits magic aura probably also has extremely strong spell resistance.
At this time, the dark elf holding a double blade appeared in front of King Heafstad, wrapped in black mist. He looked at him quietly without saying a word. He knew that this powerful barbarian had no one but him.
If he is an opponent, he must use the scimitar in his hand to stop the opponent.
Heefstar's fury doubled when he discovered that his new opponent was a dark elf. "Hexed dog!" he roared, raising his huge ax high into the air.
As he spoke, Drizzt flicked his fingers, and a stream of purple flames burned from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Heefstar roared in fear of the magical flames, but this flame was actually just an illusion.
His skin was not burned. Drizzt rushed over, his scimitar roaring, and he kept attacking with high and low crosses. It was impossible for the barbarian king to block two elusive knives at the same time.
Blood trickled from the wounds, but Heefstad seemed to shake off the wounds caused by the slender scimitars with a flick, as if they only made him slightly uncomfortable. The big ax swung down, although Drizzt
I blocked the blow, but my arm was numb.
The barbarian swung the ax again. Drizzt turned around to avoid this fatal swing, but Heefstar lost his balance and fell a few steps, giving Drizzt a chance to fight back. Drizzt did not hesitate.
He slashed one of his knives deeply into the Barbarian King's side.
Heefstar roared in pain and attacked the Dark Elf with his backhand. Drizzt thought the knife he swung was fatal, but the blunt side of Heefstar's ax hit him in the ribs and sent him flying. For the Barbarian King,
He was astonished to the extreme by his tenacity. The savages immediately rushed forward to finish off this dangerous enemy before he could stand firm.
But Drizzt was as agile as a cat. He rolled in the air and landed on the ground, facing him with the scimitar he held firmly in his other hand. Heafstar's ax was still raised helplessly on top, and the surprised barbarian could not do anything.
Stop before the tip of the knife cuts across your stomach.
He glared at the dark elf, and then struck down with his axe. Drizzt had already confirmed the barbarian's superhuman strength, so he took a defensive action. He stabbed the lower part of the first knife with the second knife, cutting it horizontally.
Opened Heafstad's lower abdomen.
Heafstad's ax fell to the ground feebly, and he held on to the wound desperately to prevent blood from gushing out from his stomach. His huge head hung from one side to the other, feeling like the world was spinning and he was sinking endlessly.
Ignoring the pursuit of the dwarves behind them, several barbarians rushed over desperately and caught the barbarian king before he fell to the ground. They tried their best to protect King Heafstad. Two people picked him up and took him away, while the other
The two faced Bruno who was coming.
Although they knew that facing this equally powerful dwarf, they would definitely die, but their wish was to give their comrades enough time to bring the tribal king to a safe place.
Drizzt rolled over and away from these barbarians, then jumped up to regain his balance, intending to pursue the two men carrying Heefstadt on their backs.
He had an ominous feeling that this terrible barbarian king could survive even if he was so seriously injured, so he decided to finish the matter. But when he stood up, he also began to feel the world spinning. The side of his cloak
Stained with his own blood, he suddenly found himself out of breath. The shining midday sun burned in his eyes suited to night, and he was covered in sweat.
Drizzt fell into darkness.
Imrik, who was standing in the sky, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the barbarian leader being solved. Otherwise, he would have used the [Legendary Spell Enhancement] once a day to kill the opponent. Fortunately, the dark elf killed him.
Kill.
"Then it's my turn."
Imric raised the Orb of Metamagic in his hand and chanted a spell loudly.
[Extremely effective and powerful expansion—Fireball].
The power of the three shots was bombarded by the super-amplified fireball technique, causing three huge explosions like falling meteors from the sky.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The three fused fireballs underwent drastic changes and were extremely powerful. Hundreds of barbarians were torn apart by the huge explosion, and the remains of severed fingers that were burned to ashes were everywhere.
This terrifying explosion finally made these barbarians feel enough fear. The mages in the sky seemed to have endless spells, swaying their power wantonly.
In addition, the leader of his tribe was even seriously injured, and the surviving barbarian army began to retreat.