Imrik stood on the city wall, his black archmage robe blown up by the biting cold wind. What came face to face was a fast-flying old white dragon. That was [Ice Death]. In the legend of the barbarians,
He has been entangled with his tribe for hundreds of years. Now, he appears in the Ten Towns as Akar Kessell's vanguard.
【Downdraft】.
Imrik flew into the sky, and the power of divine magic fell on Ice Death. The huge dragon body was thrown to the ground by the rapidly rotating downdraft.
"roar!!"
Ice Death did not speak. His mind was completely controlled by the broken magic crystal. He opened his mouth and spat out a strong breath of frost at the mage in the sky. The terrifying low temperature even froze the air into ice.
[Cold Protection Sphere].
An invisible shield emerged on Imric's body. The white dragon's frost breath collided with the shield and was completely absorbed without causing any ripples.
Imrik shot three [Fireball Techniques] at Ice Death with his backhand. The white dragon quickly dodged, but the real dragon walking on the land was too slow. He barely dodged one and was hit by two subsequent Fireball Techniques.
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"Boom!"
The fireball spell exploded on Ice Death, and the huge shock wave knocked away all the surrounding goblins and orcs. However, Ice Death's magic resistance was too strong, and the two fireball spells only burned part of his scales black.
A gray-green energy ring appeared around Imrik's body and spread continuously. All creatures touched by the energy ring, including Ice Death, felt that part of their body's power had been sucked away, making them weak and weak.
Five-ring spell——[Ring of Weak Energy].
This spell will generate a ring of weak energy every six seconds, and the affected creatures will be affected by a weakened version of the [weak energy spell].
Bailong struggled to fly, but with his whole body's strength absorbed, he was unable to break away from the restraints of the [downdraft]. The mage looked at Bailong coldly and raised a hand to aim at it.
【Force Spear】×50.
Spear-like stances appeared one after another in Imric's hands, creating dozens of force field spears suspended in the air in just ten seconds.
As Imric waved his hand, the force field spears in the sky fell like rain, hitting the Ice Death's head again and again.
"Boom boom boom!"
The falling force field spears hit the white dragon's head, dust flew up, and the sound of stone hammers hitting minced meat reached the ears of the surrounding goblins, which made people shudder.
When the smoke dissipated, all that was left was the headless body of the white dragon that had been completely crushed into dregs.
Today's Imric is no longer the helpless mage who once faced the true dragon. The noble force field attribute damage of the force field spear makes the true dragon's spell resistance have no effect. Under the pure physical effect, countless force fields
The spear completely penetrated its head.
"Damn it, why is there a senior mage?"
Akal Kessell looked at Imrik on the field and gritted his teeth. His eyes were full of jealous flames. How could such a young mage have such a powerful power? Even he only relied on the broken magic crystal.
Some today!
No, I am the one who made the Magic Crystal Shattered. Without me, there would be no Magic Crystal Shatter!
Kessell comforted himself in his heart. His hand holding the broken magic crystal trembled slightly. He wanted to release the power of the broken magic crystal to kill the soaring mage.
Clinshinibon did not respond. It used telepathy to stop Kessell's thoughts. Most of its power had been exhausted due to the show just now, and it had to wait until the next day to reply to most of it, even if it responded to Kessell's request.
, the remaining energy is only enough to release a nine-ring spell, which is not safe, because when the energy is exhausted, the broken magic crystal is just a crystal that cannot be damaged.
"Let him kill him. We have enough soldiers, and his spell slots are limited." The broken magic crystal planted this idea in Kessell's heart. There is no doubt that this is the right thing. It has gone through a lot of hard work.
The purpose of gathering the monster army is to consume the enemy's vitality. If Kessell hadn't forced it, it wouldn't have even released the legendary spell that destroyed the city.
On the battlefield, Imrik saw that the opponent did not stop him and was always ready to use [Plane Travel] to escape. Imrik felt relieved. It seemed that the opponent had indeed consumed most of his power because of that powerful spell. It was really
A stupid mage.
Imrik, who was taunting in his heart again, started the all-out killing mode. The people of Bryn Shander once again remembered the appearance of the mage who endlessly vented the power of magic, fire, ice, sound waves, storms, thunder, summons, countless
Spells poured out from Imrik's hands, and coupled with the speed brought by the spell's instantaneous casting, the number of the monster army decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
——
On the other side, the dark elf who stepped into the enemy's hinterland alone planned to make a dangerous move. He came to the Great Cone of Kane and waited until midnight, calling out the demon's name loudly. The dark elf was very familiar with him.
We have seen this demon summoned by the Mistress and placed under house arrest in the documents of Sobre City.
He is the second-largest demon in the abyss, second only to the demon lord, Ertu.
Ertu was originally in the Magic Crystal Tower, beside Kessou, but he was filled with anger at the moment because this stupid waste consumed most of the power of the Magic Crystal, and even many objects in the Magic Crystal Tower were destroyed.
The power was sucked away and turned into dust. But at this time, on the battlefield, there was an unstoppable mage who was like a crazy barbarian, throwing spells out for free.
Most of the monster army was slaughtered and had to evacuate temporarily. Even a fool like Kessell knew to wait for the broken magic crystal to restore half of its strength the next day to completely defeat the enemy.
At this time, Ertu, who heard Drizzt's call, left happily. He did not want to see Kessell's stupid and ugly face again. Even a demon could not tolerate a creature with such a disgusting personality.
Ertu spread its wings and flew north across the plains, rushing toward the person who summoned it. The frightened goblins fled from the shadow of the demon flying over. Even though the moonlight was very weak that day, this creature from the Abyss Demonic Realm was still in the air. It left a black trace, making the night much brighter in comparison.
Ertu folded its wings after landing, and it immediately saw the exact location of the person who summoned it, a dark elf!
The demon stopped in surprise. Ertu had not seen dark elves for centuries, and had never expected to see them on the surface of the earth, in such a barren land in the remote north.
Drizzt was filled with anxiety. He didn't know whether his plan could succeed, which required him to have perfect acting skills and never let the other party see any problems, at least not until he achieved his goal.
"Hello, Lord of Chaos," he said calmly, bowing deeply. "I am Drizzt Do'Urden, of Daemon Narshasparnon, the ninth family of Menzoberranzan. .Welcome to my humble campsite.”