Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 54 The Embarrassment of Ordinary Mage
See these skeletons swarming up.

Not to be outdone, Tong Fu blew on his chest and roared: "Moo~~~~~" and then rushed over. In his eyes, these fragile skeletons were not even worth taking out the big iron rod at his waist. He wanted to enjoy the fun of tearing these skeletons apart with his hands.

Apollo also excitedly rushed up with the magic long sword. These skeletons were also the target of abuse for him.

The necromancer was naturally unwilling to see his skeleton being slaughtered. He chanted a mantra, strong negative energy gathered from his hand and pointed to the position of the copper furnace: "Negative energy explodes!"

Three-ring Necromancy Spell - Negative Energy Explosion.

Strong negative energy erupted at the location of the copper furnace, and Apollo and the copper furnace that were affected were hit by the negative energy and flew to the wall, spitting blood, and some unknown curse entangled them, and the blood that was spit out soon turned black.

On the contrary, the undead within the outbreak range were full of energy, and the dismantled skeletons were resurrected on the spot.

Imrik flashed in front of the two of them, and raised a finger to point at the charging skeletons. The powerful force field impact of the Ram Ring appeared again, knocking the skeletons away, leaving a gap in the middle.

"Heal serious injuries." "Remove the curse." Continuously releasing spells, the mage revived the copper furnace and Apollo with full blood.

Apollo looked at the necromancer opposite with lingering fear and said, "What kind of spell is that? It's too powerful. I feel like I'm just a little short of going to see my grandpa!"

"In terms of power, some kind of three-ring necromancy spell, the opponent is at least a fifth-level mage." Imrik said in a deep voice.

"Go ahead, deal with these skeletons, and the mage will leave it to me." After speaking, Imrik flickered and disappeared again.

When the necromancer saw that the mysterious sorcerer on the opposite side disappeared with the Misty Step again, alarm bells rang in his heart, and a sense of danger told him to dodge immediately, so without further ado, he also used the Misty Step and teleported 30 feet away.

Sure enough, the next moment Imrik appeared at the position where the necromancer appeared just now, and a strong spiritual energy erupted from him.

The third-level ability-psychic blast.

The necromancer breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect that the other party was still a Psion. Although he couldn't recognize what kind of power it was, he knew that if he had no power resistance, he would die if he got hit by anything.

He checked his remaining spell slots for today, with an ugly face. There was one spell slot left for the third ring, and two spell slots for the second ring. The spell slots on the opposite side should be about the same, but the two fighters were hard to solve.

After thinking about it, he decided to deal with the mage on the opposite side first. He first chanted a spell and summoned a black ghost hand.

Second ring spell - ghost hand.

The black ghost hand summoned by this spell looks similar to the arcane hand, but it comes with negative energy and dark erosion damage, which should be enough to cause enough trouble to the opponent.

The black ghost rushed towards the black-robed mage on the opposite side, and Lorother continued to take out a handful of dry skin fragments and threw them at the opponent: "Dehydration bubbles!"

The second-ring necromancy spell - dehydration bubbles.

The skin fragments turned into an extremely dry spherical air mass, which appeared beside Imrik. This spell can evaporate all the moisture in the subject's body, which is very vicious.

Imrik disappeared into the silver mist again, and the dehydration bubbles rushed into the air, circling around in place before falling to the ground and turning into air.

But after Imrik appeared, the ghost hand also shifted direction and rushed over without hesitation.

Seeing that the spell didn't work, Lother gritted his teeth angrily. He didn't expect the mage on the opposite side to memorize so many lost steps. How afraid of death!
But there was no way, the spell slots of the second ring had been exhausted, so he could only raise his hand and release the magic missile towards Imrik, a scarlet missile shot out from his hand, and the mage stretched out a hand when he saw it: "Shield spell!"

An invisible shield stood in front of the body, and the magic missile disappeared without a trace after being equipped with the shield.

"Damn it!" Lother felt powerless for a while. All the spells of the mage on the opposite side were extremely defensive and escaping, which made him feel helpless. But fortunately, this at least proved that the mage on the opposite side had no offensive spells.

But soon, he discovered that he was wrong.

Seeing that the other party stopped casting spells, Imrik smiled and said, "It's over? Have you run out of spell slots? Then it's my turn."

He raised one hand and pointed at the necromancer opposite, powerful lightning gathered at his fingertips with the sound of "sizzling" electricity.

Lother's face changed drastically: "This is... a lightning beam?!"

He hurriedly recited the spell, releasing the last recorded three-ring spell, resisting energy damage.

At this time, the lightning in the mage's hand was ready, and the thick electric current shot at Lother in an instant. Fortunately, he had a three-ring spell to resist energy damage, and Lother was unharmed.

He panted heavily and looked at the other party in danger: "It's almost gone. Fortunately, I remember a resistance to energy damage every day to guard against these evocation savages, but the spell slots on the opposite side are gone. Next, let's look at my skeletons. They have a negative energy burst boost, and these two fighters cannot beat them!"

Just as he was thinking about it, he was horrified to find that the opponent disappeared into the silver mist again. He realized that he had misjudged his opponent: "Damn! He must have magic storage equipment, damn rich, I can't bear to buy one!"

His thoughts became clear in an instant, and he understood why the other party had been moving with lost steps. He must have bought a magic storage ring and stored this second-ring life-saving spell.

But it was too late, and Imrik appeared behind him again, gently pointing his finger at him: "Phantom bondage!"

Three-ring spell - phantom bound.

The energy chains from the Shadow Plane erupted under Lother's feet, and countless black chains stretched out their teeth and claws to wrap around the opponent. Lother, unable to move, could only watch helplessly as the chains on his body became more and more, until he could not move except his head.

"Tell your men to stop," Imrik said with a smile.

Lorother glared at him unwillingly, lowered his head and shouted in disgrace, "Stop it all."

Hearing the master's order, these skeletons stopped their movements instantly, and stood in place, leaving the copper furnace and Apollo who were invincible with both fists and four hands in relief.

"Where is the stone on that dexterous Wright? Just to remind you, don't try to lie to me, or you will suffer." The mage said easily.

Lorother gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that the other party was attracted by the unknown stone: "It's in my drawer, together with my spell book."

Imrik's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that besides the stone, there would be an unexpected surprise. This necromancer with at least level [-] must have recorded many spells that he had never seen before.

He hurriedly opened the drawer, and sure enough there was a spell book and a red and black stone inside.

(End of this chapter)