Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 187 Magic War
The black-robed old man dispelled the "cold ray" with an ebony staff engraved with a skeleton pattern. While successfully negating the spell, he glanced at Brian warily.

He could clearly feel the pressure brought by this enemy's random zero-ring trick.

Moreover, under the premise of his own sneak attack, the opponent can still withstand the two attack spells and the magic pet's sneak attack that he is proud of.

Because of this, it made him have to reassess the strength of his opponent.

So, he hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and quickly cast his most powerful spell.

I saw the old man in black raised his trembling and haggard right hand, and quickly took out a bone amulet inlaid with demons from his large robe.

At the same time, in the shadowy corner where he was originally hiding, a clay pot filled with incense had already been lit, exuding a strange fragrance.

Immediately afterwards, the stooped old man in black robe held up a black copper censer with a faint flame in one hand, and held the bone amulet tightly in the other, muttering prayers to the power in the bottomless abyss.

A series of low, rapid incantations sounded in the corridor.

Although in the hall below, the swords of the elf rangers were making fierce protests against the weapons of the soldiers not to be outdone, but Brian still heard the cold murmur clearly.

This kind of prayer-like mantra was high and low, ethereal as in the sky, and low as a moan from the abyss, every word was gloomy, terrifying, cruel and tragic.

It is as if the night is mocking the light it has been deprived of, and the cold is cursing the warmth it craves.

Is this going to summon a demon?

Brian's eyes narrowed slightly. As a demon believer, most of their signature methods are to summon abyssal demons.

If the preparation is sufficient, an altar for summoning demons can even be arranged, and the powerful demons in the abyss can be summoned to the material plane with the bloody sacrifice as a guide.

However, in this kind of battle against time, the black-robed wizard's hasty summoning demon spell is not as dreadful as imagined.

But seeing the rapidly formed summoning circle, Brian still didn't dare to underestimate it.

Because the opponent summoned the abyssal demons, the randomness and danger of these evil creatures were simply incalculable.

He had heard rumors that a demon believer at the lowest level summoned a demon whose strength had reached the legendary level.

Although this kind of thing is impossible to happen right now, his own strength is limited, even an ordinary mid-level abyssal demon is not something he can handle right now.

Brian looked solemnly at the feet of the black-robed wizard. He saw a black line drawing a pentagram circle on the floor at an extremely fast speed.

He knew that it was too late to interrupt the spell at this time.

Even if the enemy he killed in front of him caused the summoning ceremony to be forcibly interrupted, the randomness of the summoned abyssal demons would increase significantly due to the accidental interruption of the summoning ceremony.

Among their player groups, there was even a saying: When encountering a demon believer, it is best not to interrupt a demon summoning ceremony that is already in progress.

Therefore, what he needs to do is how to deal with this danger.

After all, with the strength of the black-robed wizard, it is impossible for him to summon any demons that are so powerful that he has no power to resist.

Thinking of this, Brian quickly took out a sticky ball from the hidden pocket of the cloak.

This is a group of extremely sticky and flammable spider silk, which is the material for his second-level spell "Spider Web".

In fact, this ball of sticky spider silk is quite different from the material of the ordinary "spider web spell", because what he cast next is an improved version of the "spider web spell".

This was obtained by exchanging his own spells with a rebellious drow wizard when he was adventuring in the Underdark. It is very suitable for dealing with the enemies in front of him.

The moment he took out the spider silk ball, he immediately threw it towards the sky above the black-robed wizard.

When the ball passed over the head of the black-robed wizard, he quickly whispered a spell, directing the arcane energy surging from his fingertips to the spider silk ball.

The arcane energy took effect immediately, the trembling spider silk ball burst, and the arcane energy lines spewed out, weaving a spider web at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sticky silk web was shot out in all directions of the corridor at the same time. Walls and pillars are quickly glued.

In an instant, the entire corridor was caught in a huge dark net.

The spider web trembled slightly above the two wizards, like a huge ceiling, and a large cloud of slime dripped from the web from time to time, and fell to the ground with a hiss.

The black-robed wizard turned a blind eye to the big web that Brian had woven. His old face shone red in the shadows of the corridor. When the five-pointed star array on the ground simultaneously erupted with red light, the moment he had been looking forward to finally arrived.

An abyssal demon appeared in the center of the pentagram circle, as if a fish had been pulled out of the water.

It was a misshapen demonic creature with the appearance of a melting candle, densely populated with rows of small, lifeless eyes, and a long, writhing snout at the edge of its head.

The ugly head and the rubber-like body have only a blurred dividing line. Although this demon has no wings, it is floating in mid-air.

As the monstrosity roared, clouds of acrid smoke spewed out of its large, twisted mouth.

As Brian estimated, the concentrated acid of the deformed demon could not cause any harm to him at all, and the energy field propped up by the mithril chain armor hidden in his coat made this vicious magic attack unable to reach his body at all. Body.

This reassured him a lot, because the strength of this demon did not exceed his estimation.

He stretched out his finger, and a simple ball of flame was thrown high into the sky, shooting towards the spider web he had already woven.

Although this is a very simple spell, it is very effective. The flames burn rapidly along each spider thread, burning the entire spider web and the slime on the ground into flames.

Even the soldiers downstairs looked at the dazzling fire net in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, this spider web exuding heat and scorching fire descended from the sky, covering the terrified black-robed wizard and the summoned deformed demon at the same time.

Under the control of Brian's mind, the black spider silk tightly wrapped around the body of the black-robed wizard, and quickly ignited a fire, making him struggle and howl in the flames.

Brian no longer paid attention to his opponent, because he knew very well that this kind of flame did not pose much threat to the abyssal demon.

As it turned out, the deformed demon was shaken, easily broke the entangled flame spider thread, and rushed towards him roaring.

——"One-ring spell: protection from evil!"

Brian had been prepared for a long time. When the deformed demon was about to hit him, a nearly invisible magic barrier appeared in front of his eyes, preventing the summoned creature from making physical contact. At the same time, it bounced back, hit the ceiling, and fell to the ground. ground.

The little devil who had already dealt with the familiar of the black-robed wizard took advantage of the situation to attack, quickly flapped his bat wings, and swooped down towards the deformed devil.

The imp's tiny paws tightly grasped a tumor on the deformed demon's back.

This ugly monster felt the devil's breath, buzzing in terror, and its body was trembling as if its blood was suppressed.

Then, its body shrank, ruptured, and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it turned into a ball of disgusting black pus.

Seeing his familiar destroy the deformed demon, Brian didn't feel happy. Against the backdrop of the fire, his expression became more solemn.

It's very simple, he didn't receive the experience boost from the death of the black-robed wizard.

This also meant that not only did his enemies not die in the sea of ​​fire, but there was also a high possibility that some dangerous means had been brewing.

After a moment of silence, Brian stared wide-eyed, watching the black smoke rising from the sea of ​​flames vigilantly until a small black cloud formed.

The dense black cloud twisted and twisted in the flames, and in the blink of an eye it became a terrifying, blurred figure.

Ghostly blackness gathered over a charred flesh, the tall undead creature's scarlet eyes gleaming in the flames.

Did he become a ghoul?

Brian stared in amazement at the black-robed wizard twisted into a mindless undead creature that ate carrion.

He had never heard of such a weird method.

I saw the ghoul dragging its legs towards him, roaring loudly, twitching in the air with its dirty claws, as if making a weird gesture.

Brian noticed that the ghoul's movements were very similar to spell-casting gestures.

This reminded him of a profession called the Necromancer of Fear. After reaching a certain level, he could automatically transform into a Lich.

However, if the conditions are not met, or the preparation is not sufficient, due to an accident, it will become a ghoul with the ability to cast spells and retain a trace of will.

If this is the case, it means that in addition to possessing necromancy, the ghoul in front of him also possesses human cunning.

However, Brian noticed from his scarlet eyes that he didn't seem to have much self-awareness.

It can be seen from this that this is actually the result of his forced transformation in order to save his life.

Without a doubt, he failed.

At this moment, the ghoul raised its head, locked its scarlet eyes on Brian's face, and then opened its bloody mouth, and a long, snake-shaped tongue stretched out quickly.

Feeling the evil breath on the ghoul's tongue, Brian, who had been on guard for a long time, dodged the attack.

Then immediately signaled the little devil to attract the attention of the irrational monster, and cast the spell quickly.

He took out a silver coin, and cast spells with god-like power without hesitation, adding the glowing silver characteristics that are effective against undead creatures to his spells.

As the silver coin in his hand melted at an extremely fast speed, Brian's fingertips condensed a silvery energy pulse.

Then, he pointed, and the shock wave hit the ghoul's rotting, charred body.

Immediately, with the sound of sizzling as if raw meat was thrown into a boiling oil pan, a large cloud of foul-smelling smoke rose from the ghoul's body.

Let this ugly undead creature die in the gradually extinguishing flames amidst howls.

Seeing that his opponent finally died, Brian's expression relaxed.

This is the first time he has used his pure magic skills to engage in a magic duel with a spellcaster in this small world.

The whole process was not as thrilling as imagined, nor was it so smooth.

He took a deep breath to calm down his slightly disturbed breath, not daring to waste time, and immediately planned to support the elf ranger who was still fighting hard below.

From the sounds of intensive fighting and howling from time to time, he could feel how fierce the battle between the elf ranger and the enemy was.

Although this group of soldiers and the cumbersome Sir Durymore had never captured this nimble ranger, in Brian's view, it was only a matter of time.

Because Carlot always runs out of energy.

At this time, the stairs leading to the hall had long been burned by flames. Brian drew out his sharp sword, found a relatively safe foothold, jumped, and jumped directly from the second floor.

He rolled on the carpet to slow down the impact of his landing. He stood up in an instant as he stood upright.

The four soldiers who were wandering around the perimeter first discovered him, and brandishing their sharp swords, they put their ideas into action.

The four surrounded him, and then attacked him frantically in tacit understanding.

Caught off guard, Brian rushed to greet him with a sword, and fought with the four soldiers.

Brian could clearly feel that the strength and combat skills of these soldiers were significantly different from the ordinary mercenaries he had dealt with before.

The initial confrontation actually gave him a feeling of being forced to deal with it.

There was even a person who took the opportunity to swing his sword to open his sleeve, and cut on his mithril chain armor with obvious defensive effect.

Brian took the opportunity to wave his arm and separated the sword with a bang.

Then he suddenly lowered his head, dodged the slashes aimed at the head by two soldiers, caught another soldier's blow with his left arm, and then swung the sword away for the final blow.

This trick finally gave Brian the chance to concentrate on dealing with a soldier.

The fine gold dagger in his left hand slashed across the soldier's throat, then took a step forward, approached the soldier closest to him, rushed into his arms, and stabbed him with the fine gold dagger without giving him any room to swing the sword. in his heart.

There are two left!Brian thought as he pulled out his dagger.

One against two was simply commonplace for him. He waved the sharp sword in his hand, dancing a gorgeous sword light, and let it lie on the ground successfully.

"Get out of the way!"

Brian put away the dagger in his left hand, quickly took out a spell scroll, took a stride, jumped into the battle circle of the elf ranger, and reminded him loudly.

The elf ranger kicked on the chest of Sir Durymore, who was constantly advancing. With the help of the force of the recoil, he rolled in the air and successfully distanced himself from Brian.

——"Second Ring Spell: Pyroblast!"

Brian tore open the magic scroll in his hand almost at the same time, and the raging flame energy gushed out, swallowing all the surrounding soldiers who had no time to dodge, turning them into dancing flames one by one.

They screamed and swayed wildly through the halls.

Sir Durymore, who was burning with flames all over his body, rolled several times on the ground. With the help of a group of guards, he struggled to extinguish the flames on his armor.

At this moment, the elf ranger, who was leaning on his sword and panting, found an opportunity, took out a handful of plant seeds from his pocket, and sprinkled them into the enemy group.

Accompanied by the high-spirited and ups and downs of the magic spell from Carlot's mouth, all the plant seeds sprinkled on the ground shone with a light green light.

In the spacious hall, suddenly there was the sound of thousands of sharp knives being unsheathed at the same time.

Most people find it incredible that the seeds on the carpet all take root and sprout at a speed visible to the naked eye, and grow a large thick bush.

Then, the bush grew sharp thorns at an extremely fast speed, and bent into the shape of a thorn, swinging wildly and entangled with all the surrounding soldiers.

The soldiers who had no time to escape were immediately entangled in thorns. The sharp spikes followed the gaps in the armor, pierced their shirts, and penetrated into their fragile flesh and blood. No matter how much they struggled and screamed, they could not escape.

Taking advantage of the chaotic scene, Brian quickly searched for Sir Durymore who was chopping vines with his sword in the half-man tall bushes.

He stretched out his left hand, lightly made complicated spell-casting gestures, and spread his palm.

In an instant, a deep purple electric ball that he blessed with a powerful spell floated in his palm, flickering with electric light.

Afterwards, without hesitation, he manipulated the dangerous electric ball in his hand, and precisely hit Sir Durymore's chest.

The jumping electric current made the hairs on the whole body of this heavily armored warrior stand on end, and his burly and majestic body convulsed and trembled continuously.

As the electric current gushed out in waves, Sir Durymore screamed and wailed in pain.

In a moment, he fell heavily on his back to the ground, lifeless.

The puffs of gunpowder smoke coming out of the gaps in the bulky armor made most of the soldiers who got rid of the entanglement of vines look in horror at the two instigators in the hall.

(End of this chapter)