Arcane Journey
Chapter 272 Anti-Magic Force Field
Chapter 272 Anti-Magic Force Field
"You...are you from Waterdeep, or from Menzoberranzan?" Azara, the ranger transformed from the beholder, looked at the two of Brian in surprise and anger.
As soon as the words fell, the clothes worn on the human bodies of the ranger 'Azala' and his five attendants all fell off, and they were suspended in mid-air.
Their flesh is like a small figure made out of mud, kneaded by some terrible force again, and kneaded into the shape of meatballs.
Immediately afterwards, an astonishing change occurred.
These five creepy meat balls grow tentacles and eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and these eyes are connected to the meat balls by tentacles-like eye stalks that dance like snakes.
A big mouth full of fangs cracked under the meat ball, and at the same time, a huge one-eye slowly opened in the center of the meat ball, in which excited and vicious flames burned.
"Reckney, no matter who you are, since you dare to break into Reckney's territory, then let you become Reckney's loyal servants." A satisfied murmur echoed in the hall.
The beholder tyrant was suspended in mid-air, twelve eye-stalks with eyes wriggled like caterpillars, spinning rapidly and excitedly around his five beholder subordinates.
"If everything goes well, Reckney will control you through the will connected to your will, Mage of Waterdeep City." The beholder tyrant greedily locked his thirteen eyes on Brian, and said excitedly:
"Reckney will eventually reach out to the main material world, to that rich and bustling human city. They are so stupid that they don't even realize that they have been secretly controlled by Reckney. Waterdeep City, Glory City, gold coins in the city's river flows here and there, its inhabitants hail from the Continent, and beyond, each of them intending to make a fortune out of this flowing wealth, and crave even more: what can be obtained by guile or brute force, the power The breath and taste of..."
No doubt the beholder tyrant mistook Brann for a mage from Waterdeep.
The beholder tyrant danced twelve eyestalks while fluttering, releasing powerful magic, and the fine particles of magic flames spun along with him.
In the end, the shining flame turned into a vortex interwoven with magical energy.
Terrible energy emanates from the vortex, as if the surrounding space is distorted by this powerful energy.
That scene frightened the constructed civilians in Wisteria Valley to scramble and crawl around to seek shelter.
From the windows, balconies, and corners all around them came various murmurs of terror, mingled with the trembling of the ground, the shrieking of the rocks, and the utter toppling of a wall of smooth and beautiful marble stone, slowly and slowly. Majesticly smashed towards the head of the struggling tavern owner.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a loud noise, the terrifying energy condensed into a vortex suddenly exploded.
Both Brian and Santilla felt at the same time that the space around them was being shattered in this terrible explosion.
Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the two of them went dark, and they felt as if they had come to a huge cave that was silent and empty, exuding a cold atmosphere.
"Brian, what's going on." In the darkness, Santilla grabbed Brian's hand uneasily and asked with an ugly face.
"This is the supernatural ability mastered by the beholder, space folding and distortion of reality." Brian signaled her not to worry, "Through this ability, he brought us to the beholder's lair that overlaps with the space of the manor."
"Don't act rashly." He reminded the drow girl next to him who was trying to advance in the darkness, "The beholder's lair is as terrifying as the lich's lair. At this moment, these beholders are definitely waiting for us like predators. Fall into their trap."
He underestimated the strength of this beholder tyrant, and did not expect that this beholder had already mastered such a powerful ability as space folding.
This ability allows their lair to overlap with the space of the seemingly harmless and safe manor. If they encounter an enemy, they will immediately activate the ability to distort reality, and replace the space they are in with a fighting place that is beneficial for them to play. .
"Do you want to keep going?"
Brian checked his status, constant protection magic and a series of triggers against beholders, as well as teleportation spells for instant escape, and asked the drow girl for her opinion.
After all, this is the lair of the beholder tyrant, and the degree of danger can be imagined. He doesn't want to force anyone to take risks with him.
"Why don't you just keep going?"
The azure blue eyes of the drow girl shone with excitement and eagerness, and she said nonchalantly, "In the Underdark, I broke through cities of mind flayers, lairs of two-headed dragons, and even from dark lakes. Infiltrating the palace of the roka murlocs, the lair of a beholder, is nothing to me."
"These adventures are all because of the book you gave me that records the knowledge of teleportation spells." She held Brian's arm affectionately, even in the dark, the smile of the drow girl looked so sweet.
"Without this knowledge of spells, I wouldn't dare to roam around in the Underdark, let alone go back to my room in an instant before the female spider Isabella found me sneaking out of the Spider Academy."
Listening to her series of experiences, Brian smiled appreciatively at her, knowing that the drow girl in front of him was not lying.
He didn't waste any more time, and after casting a few of his best protective spells for Santilla, he began to lead her towards the depths of the cave.
Although Santilla's main occupation is a wizard, Brian, who has already found out about her, knows that this drow girl whose timeline has been forcibly changed by him has changed from a professional wizard to a ranger with excellent archery skills.
And her spells are mainly based on the evocation school. To use the words that their players like to joke: a ranger who can't cast forbidden spells (legendary spells) is not a good wizard.
Because of the reincarnation of the gods, her strength has also reached the legendary realm by leaps and bounds.
In the darkness, Brian could clearly feel that many eyes were staring at him and Santilla. In the empty cave, there were low-pitched and piercing laughter from time to time that made the blood feel cold. .
In this damp and cold cave, although he couldn't see his fingers, for a spellcaster of Brian's level, such a child's thing was not difficult for him at all.
Rao Santilla, who claims to have rich adventure experience and is very sensitive to various traps and magic, was also amazed when he saw him use exquisite spells, cautious handling or detours to avoid all kinds of terrible hazards, and put away himself Wanting to show off, obediently followed behind him.
In this way, he and Santilla walked along the winding tunnel, and soon found that an unusual passage started from an arch, and in the middle of the top of the arch, there was a water fairy leaning forward and smiling. stone statue.
The statue, while lacking the dreamy and deadly beauty of the real creature it represented, was nonetheless stunningly alluring, and stories about it seemed to have been told for ages.
Brian could tell from the startling fascination emanating from the statue that it represented a goddess, possibly Sune, the Goddess of Love with hair the color of fire.
Beyond its lifelike beauty, the statue must hold more secrets.
For anyone who tried to tear it down and move it was dead, torn to pieces, and scattered in the little hall before the arch.
A blood-stained stone chisel that one of them had accidentally dropped had been left there as a silent warning to future lovers of the portable statue who wanted to intrude on the small hall.
At this moment, Brian naturally has no interest in this statue. He has already found out through detection magic that this statue not only has a constant charm spell, but is also a terrible trap.
Any tempted adventurer who tries to take the statue will die in the trap.
He led Santilla carefully to avoid the magic traps around the arch that could kill two people, and came to an ordinary tunnel with bare walls.
As they walked cautiously, the passage quickly narrowed and dropped sharply, turning into rough tunnels hewn from the cold, damp rock.
Here and there in the passage, a never-ending murmur fills the air: what seems to be the cacophony remnant of a loud speech, distant, faint, yet never falling silent or fading away even to the most attentive listener Also unable to recognize or understand the intonation.
Bryan could feel that these voices were all mind-affecting magic. If an adventurer with low strength failed to save, he would be led into various traps without knowing it.
This kind of trick is naturally useless to the two of them.
Santilla, who was full of interest, continued to follow Brian forward. What greeted them in the deepening passage was the grinning skeletons left by the predecessors, as well as some larger, snake-like creatures. Skeletons, and even hidden magic traps were set up in some places.
Brian also saw pale skeletons still hanging from sharp-ended, ancient, black stumps, tangled in cobwebs, inside several of the deadly nailboard traps.
It has been many years since they fell and pierced those unfortunate creatures like fangs, and now all that remains are the tangled bones and tendons of those victims, hanging there silently, the blood of life has long since dried up.
It can be seen that few adventurers have been able to travel this far in the beholder's lair.
Because they often have to walk for a long time before they may find a broken bone on the ground, or in an inconspicuous corner, torn apart and forgotten here.
Obviously, after any intruder passes through this area full of traps, he cannot avoid sacrificing himself to discover new traps.
Brian and Santilla also saw the never-ending gaze of a skeleton taller than most humans among the many magical traps that hindered their footsteps.
The giant's head was lowered, staring down at the passage, and the empty eye sockets were glowing strangely because of the fluorescent worms living in it.
Their slowly wriggling subtle fluorescence revealed the secret of this giant's death: in a dark passage not far away, hung a huge boulder almost the size of the severed head, and the steel thorns attached to it were almost the same length. Some humans are about the same height, and the cold light flickers.
The thick and wide swinging chains, and the belts wrapped around the boulders look extremely strong under the blessing of magical energy.
Like a beholder, the hanging thorny stone almost blocked the entire passage, and swayed slightly from time to time in response to distant tremors and subterranean breezes.
"Be careful, Bryan." Santilla held Brian's hand nervously, frowned beautifully, and whispered to him, "This is a giant mixed with a magic circle and a magic trap. It will even trigger some kind of terrible earthquake, bury us here, and completely seal off the reason leading to the depths of the lair."
"I know." Brian nodded slightly, indicating that he had already discovered this problem.
As Santilla said, he also felt the difficulty of traps and magic circles. Once triggered, let alone an earthquake, it is very likely that the beholders hiding in the dark will catch the opportunity and attack them.
He looked at the giant's head and the huge trap blocking the way. After stopping for a moment of contemplation, his expression changed, and he calmly passed the high-level disarming magic and the holy water he carried with him, allowing the giant's fluorescent head to dissolve in the rising smoke. for ashes.
"Amazing!"
Seeing that the trap was broken so easily, Santilla couldn't help but exclaimed: "It only needs a high-level dispelling magic and holy water to solve it, Brian, how did you think of it, I just watched it for so long , I haven’t researched such a simple solution.”
"Intuition." A faint smile curled up on the corner of Brian's mouth.
He's telling the truth, he's really relying on his instincts.
This is not to say how powerful his intuition is, but because he has seen similar traps in the Leyline Lost City in Waterdeep City, so after careful study, he began to try to break the formation.
Who would have thought that it would be easily cracked by him.
Then, he led Santilla, whose small eyes were full of admiration, to avoid the huge group of traps and go to the depths of the beholder's lair to spy on more dangers.
They soon came to a small hall, whose rough passage dome was pierced by a thin band of fluorescent stone, which seeped a faint ruby-like glow day and night, reflecting an ancient but seemingly comfortable picture below. armchair, and some footstools beside it.
Brian saw that these furniture were placed next to a side table in the alcove. On the table were a few yellowed ancient books—most of them recorded various terrifying adventure stories, and there were also a few such as "Energetic" mages' and the like - and a long strip of knotted human hair adorned with bookmarks.
"Don't touch anything here." Brian looked at some inexplicably familiar scenes around him, and subconsciously said to Santilla, who quickly retracted his hand in fright.
"This seems to be the end of the beholder's lair. Generally speaking, when lucky adventurers find that there is no one in the chair, they will mistakenly think that they have come to the end of the ruins, get the loot that should belong to them, and even keep guessing that it is the end of the ruins. How did it appear here, and who is using it. If this adventurer is unlucky, or greedy and reckless breaks anything here, his fate is likely to activate endless spells."
Bryan glanced at the faint ruby-like light emanating from the ceiling.
His intuition told himself that if he dared to touch any items here, these ruby-like things would be instantly activated, emitting a lot of energy similar to beholder rays, engulfing them.
There is no doubt that this is still a scene that he is slightly familiar with.
Without any hesitation, he led Santilla cautiously and continued towards the secret passage.
As the two people's vision gradually widened in the tunnel, they saw many human skeletons floating and hovering forever, as if waiting to plunder and tear apart the next living thing.
They wait patiently, and when the intruders set foot in their territory, they stir impatiently.
Dealing with this group of skeletons was a piece of cake for Brian and Santilla, with a few simple range spells, they were all cleaned up.
At the same time, Brian also realized that they had come to the end of the lair and were about to meet the beholder tyrant hidden in the deepest part.
And these skeletons killed by them, in addition to trying to use the crowd tactics to consume the adventurer's physical strength, also served as a warning to the lair owner.
As Brian expected, they turned right along the tunnel behind the dead bones.
Eventually disappearing into a vast expanse of caverns, big enough to contain some of the towns of the surface world...
In the cave, many eyes flickered, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in the darkness.
"Impossible, it's impossible!"
The voice of the beholder tyrant echoed in the cave, "You can't come here safe and sound, not even the scouts from the Harper Alliance broke in here."
"Who the hell are you? Are you a mage from Waterdeep City?" He guessed in a little panic: "Which masked lord are you? Or a man from Helast, the king of the lost city of leylines?"
"That's right! You must be from Hellast." The beholder tyrant fought wits against the air and exclaimed:
"Leckney's lairs are all arranged according to the Fan Lak Abyss on the 18th floor of Leyline Lost City. Reckney has studied under Lord Star Moon for hundreds of years before he masters the means of arranging lairs. Only the King of Leyline Lost City People can come here safe and sound."
Hearing the thoughts of the beholder tyrant, Brian suddenly realized why he had such an inexplicable sense of familiarity with these traps. It turned out that the problem was here.
Star and Moon Lord Van Lak is the final boss on the No.18 floor of Leyline Lost City.
More than 1000 years ago, Van Lak organized an expedition to the dark jungle.
The expedition ended in a devastating failure.
When the initiator returned, he seemed to be a pale phantom with nothing of Van Lark's appearance.
Weeks later, his father, the head of the family, Lord Andvarin Starmoon, died of a bizarre disease that was debilitating and incurable from magic.
Since then, Shar's followers have been active in the shadows of Waterdeep.
After taking over the position of leader of the Xingyue family, Van Lak publicly accused Su Lun's temple and claimed that the temple was responsible for his father's sudden death.
After going through a lot of suffering, Van Lak, as a dark ranger, secretly took refuge in Su Lun's sister, the Lost Lady Shar.
This is a 15-player dungeon with a challenge level of around 10. Brian has overturned his car no less than 10 times here, so he is naturally familiar with the layout of the Fanklar Abyss.
The reason why I didn't recognize it at the first time was mainly because the beholder in front of me only grasped the fur of the lair layout, and the most quintessential links to the shadow plane, interdimensional prison and phantom illusion, I am afraid that only followers of Shar can learn.
Therefore, the layout of this lair was so nondescript that he didn't notice it immediately.
"You must have been sent by Helast!"
The beholder tyrant, who was slightly insane, turned on the self-destruct truck mode again, "Damn Hellast, didn't Reckney just take away the inherited treasures that belonged to the city of Oultur, and dare to send someone to track it down here. "
"The inherited treasure of the city of Oltul? Could it be..." Brian was startled, and a look of joy quietly appeared on his face, because he realized what the other party was talking about.
Thinking of this, he has decided to kill it no matter what.
"However, you will never have the chance to return to Waterdeep City!"
The beholder's voice suddenly became cold and stern, "Because Reckney will keep you here forever, and then change into your appearance, go to Skull Harbor and wait patiently, find a chance to kill Hylast, and then occupy The entire Leyline Lost City! Hahaha..."
"Die, annoying mage from Waterdeep, your adventure game is over!"
The beholder tyrant Reckney jumped up in the air like a wild horse, his ugly meatball-like body trembling crazily.
Then it rolled up at an astonishing speed, and the twelve eye-stalks all branched out like laser guns, stretched out, and shot countless terrifying rays of light towards Brian and Santilla.
At the same time, the other five beholders hovering around him also learned how to use their best supernatural ability: beholder rays!
The six beholders poured out various spells, and the flames of magic flickered around them.
——"Charm Ray!"
— "Slow Ray!"
——"Fear Ray!"
——"Paralyzing ray!"
——"Petrochemical Ray!"
——"Dissociation rays!"
——"Death Ray!"
——"Extreme Ice Ray!"
——"Blazing Ray!"
…………
In an instant, countless magic rays shot out in all directions from the boiling eye-stalks.
Faced with this situation, as a spellcaster, Brian was naturally fully prepared to deal with the beholder ray.
A series of spell auras shone brilliantly in the darkness, and almost invisible barriers interweaved layers of shields in the surging arcane energy.
Immediately, countless arrow-like beholder lights dimmed in the blink of an eye because of the barrier of the magic shield.
Other rays that did not focus on the two caused spectacular explosions.
Flames and lightning flew here and there—the rocks in one place melted like molasses in a sluggish flood.
"You hold the beholder tyrant, and I will deal with the rest." Brian, who had already taken out his staff, immediately told Santilla beside him the tactics they had discussed.
The drow girl nodded slightly, jumped into the air, and flew to the top of the cave like an elegant hummingbird.
While she distanced herself from Brian, the Elven Winter Moon Bow in her hand did not forget to catch three cold sharp arrows.
Amidst the buzzing sound of the bowstring, the sharp arrow galloped towards the beholder tyrant, wrapped in bone-chilling energy.
The attention of the beholder tyrant was instantly attracted, he smiled coldly, and the huge one-eyed eye that grew on the fleshy ball shot a nearly transparent cone-shaped magical energy at the sharp arrow.
In an instant, all the dissociation magic and frost attributes contained in the sharp arrow wrapped in ice energy were washed away.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Accompanied by three crisp sounds, the sharp arrow hit the beholder's hard skin that looked like a pineapple, leaving only shallow marks, and fell powerlessly to the ground.
Just when the beholder tyrant was proud of his formidable defense, the hard rocky surface suddenly broke through the ground, and countless emerald green vines like wild snakes danced wildly, wrapping it tightly inside.
The beholder tyrant was unmoved, and looked contemptuously at Santilla who was casting a spell. The huge one-eye of the meatball shone brightly like a searchlight.
His sphere, which was tightly bound by vines, spun around like a top, and all the vines illuminated by the light withered at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, the twelve eye stalks of the beholder pointed directly at Santilla, shooting out twelve rays of different colors, blasting and killing the drow girl.
Santilla was shrouded in the light of the magic circle, avoided the concentrated fire of the rays, took the opportunity to take out a handful of oak fruits from the quiver, and sprinkled them all on the beholder tyrant.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The oak fruits are like bombs with infinite power, submerged in the scorching fire and the sound of exploding in the beholder tyrant.
When Santilla saw the beholder tyrant emerging from the smoke unharmed, her expression changed slightly.
"The anti-magic field on his one eye is immune to any spells."
At this moment, Brian's voice came from the depths of the drow girl's mind, "Don't use spells, attack him with arrows without any magic blessing, drag him out temporarily, and let me deal with him later. "
Hearing Brian's voice transmission, Santilla subconsciously looked in Brian's direction from the corner of her eye.
Just in time, he saw a ring on his finger shining brightly, covering all the beholders around him.
"It turned out to be the Bright Evening Star, why did it appear in his hands?" Santilla instantly recognized the name of the equipment, and muttered to herself in puzzlement, her eyes filled with surprise and joy.
For a moment of distraction, more than a dozen rays of the beholder tyrant had already splashed ripples on her magic shield, and then dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She immediately realized that it was not the time to be amazed, and quickly used the ranger's quick reaction ability to take out the fine gold arrow and gallop towards the opponent while avoiding the beholder tyrant's ray attack.
——"Rainbow burst!"
Seeing that Santilla was getting farther and farther away from him, Brian no longer hesitated, mobilized the boiling arcane energy in his body, through the super magic instant, centered on himself, suddenly burst out seven flickering lights, mixed with each other, Dazzling energy.
The five beholders stretched out their eye stalks and were about to release rays. They were caught off guard and blinded instantly, falling into various negative states.
Seeing this, Brian smiled.
Beholder tyrants whose strength has reached the legendary realm, he may have a very headache when dealing with them, because their strong physique and legendary resistance are enough to exempt most of the negative effects of rainbow light spells.
But the five beholders in front of him are different. The spells strengthened by him can be said to have clearly hit their vital points, making them scurry in the air like five headless flies waving their tearful eye stalks , and even two of them bumped into each other, and there were vicious curses.
Brian waved his staff and chanted a spell quickly.
In an instant, hundreds of fist-sized bolides shone with hot light. Under the guidance of the staff, they dragged a slender trail of flames and enveloped the five beholders.
"boom!"
A beholder was hit by two fireballs with strong penetrating power on its huge one-eyed eye, and it exploded into a ball of gorgeous magic flames before disappearing.
"Boom! Boom!"
The two beholders, who were still cursing at each other because they accidentally bumped into their bodies, were shrouded in flames burst by dense bolides, like two meat balls thrown into a raging fire and baked black. time issue.
The last two beholders suffered little damage from the "Rainbow Burst". In their timely response, they activated the anti-magic field spray on the Cyclops, avoiding most of the damage from the fireball.
But their eye stalks didn't seem so lucky, they were all smashed, and they looked extremely embarrassed.
Seeing this situation, Brian rubbed his thumb against his ring without any hesitation, and directly activated the other two ultimate moves.
——"The Star of Avandor!"
——"Silver Starlight!"
…………
A dozen shimmering meteors shot out, drowning the last two beholders in a terrifying swirl of magical energy.
In just two or three rounds of confrontation between the two sides, all five beholders were killed by Brian.
He didn't waste time, and was about to help Santilla, when suddenly, there was a loud sound of rocks rolling behind him, which quickly attracted his attention.
Brian accidentally found himself facing a scaled blue monster that looked like a huge and terrifying crocodile.
It raised its head to observe itself, and at the same time, a small cluster of jungle-like feet stirred rapidly, leading its body across the rubble-strewn ruins.
This is a green-footed dragon snake, a human-eating lizard-like creature. Tens of thousands of years ago, when the real dragon was fighting with the giant, the giant created it to deal with the monster of the giant dragon.
Brian made a general judgment and found that the body length of this green-footed dragon snake was about 15 meters, which meant that its strength was comparable to that of a giant dragon in its prime.
"boom!"
The green-footed dragon snake roared, opening its mouth to an incredible width as it ran, so that Brian seemed to be facing a huge jaw like a wide door.
With a long forked tongue twisting and dancing in the depths of the mouth for a moment, it stabbed at him swiftly, faster than any cheetah's running speed.
With a thought, Brian dodged the green-footed dragon snake's surprise attack through the teleportation spell.
——"Supernatural Ability: Lightning Breath!"
- "Supernatural Ability: Lightning Ball!"
Several thigh-thick crossed lightning bolts and head-sized lightning balls that emitted an ozone-like smell appeared at the foothold of Brian's spell in an instant.
Brian stood against the wind, without any intention of dodging, letting his long hair and cloak flutter in the storm engulfed by the raging lightning.
Seeing this, the blue-footed dragon snake's lightning-jumping deep purple eyes flashed with joy, and it twisted its body nimbly like a snake, ready to pounce towards Santilla.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by the crackling sound of electric light jumping, Brian's figure was instantly submerged.
——"Nine Rings Spell: Meteor Burst!"
The moment the green-footed dragon snake turned its body around, eight fireballs that looked like small meteorites smashed onto its 15-meter-long body without warning, dragging a billowing flame.
The hot flame exploded, and the entire cave, which was as spacious as a town, shook slightly in the violent explosion. The stone chips on the cave roof and the vertical pointed pillars swayed down like a torrential rain.
The huge body of the green-footed dragon snake was instantly submerged in it.
However, in the blink of an eye, the green-footed dragon snake rushed out from the wriggling stone pile, raised its bloody head, and roared angrily at Brian.
——"Ninth-level ability: tornado storm!"
Brian walked out of the smoke and dust, and saw a star-like bright light suddenly flashing in his deep black eyes.
In an instant, the energy permeating the void around the green-footed dragon snake formed an angry storm, rolling its huge body high into the sky.
With a thought in Brian's mind, the dragon skeleton golem with dark blue crystal luster all over its body flapped its dragon wings, rushed into the tornado storm, and fought with the green-footed dragon snake.
Looking at the fight that was a foregone conclusion, Brian quickly turned his attention to Santilla.
He saw that the beholder tyrant did not use the ray he was proud of, but danced twelve eye stalks, chasing Santilla with grinning teeth, trying to decide the outcome through close combat.
This nimble drow girl kept using her body to avoid the bite of the beholder tyrant, and took the opportunity to fight back with the sharp sword that she did not know when she replaced the longbow.
Seeing this, he immediately understood the reason.
Under his careful preparation, even if the strength of the beholder tyrant reached the legendary realm, his rays would not be able to break through their shields in a short time.
And the beholder exuding an anti-magic force field around him also made him immune to most magic, even psionic energy, so that it evolved into such a battle.
Brian knew that the only way to defeat the Beholder Tyrant was to break through his anti-magic force field, or kill him by purely physical means.
"Get away!" Brian quickly sent an order to Santilla through telepathy.
After seeing the drow girl distanced herself from the beholder tyrant through the dimension jump, he immediately stretched out his palm and pointed at Reckney in the distance.
——"Ninth-level ability: reverse reality!"
The spiritual energy surging in the depths of Brian's eyes became invisible in an instant, locking onto the body of the beholder tyrant.
The chasing Reckney stagnated suddenly, and stopped suddenly, and then the anti-magic force field around him twisted under the surge of mental energy, and gradually began to collapse.
"You dare to use such a small skill in front of Reckney!" The beholder tyrant snorted coldly, and the huge one-eyed eye on his body suddenly ejected twisting energy similar to Brian's, instantly defusing this attack.
"Pfft!"
Suffering from the energy backlash, Brian felt severe pain from his body, and was also swept by the stinging pain that shocked his soul deep in his heart, making his throat sweet, and he opened his mouth to spit out blood.
As the beholder tyrant said, his "reverse reality" cast really looked like a trick to Reckney.
Even so, his goal has been achieved.
Because in the brief reversal, the anti-magic force field of the beholder tyrant was indeed in a state of collapse.
Santilla accurately grasped the opportunity that Brian bought at the cost of his own serious injury.
Seeing the opportunity, she quickly replaced the long sword with an elf winter bow, and mounted three freezing arrows with disintegration magic.
The bowstring was like a full moon, and the three sharp arrows galloped away wrapped in a piercing chill.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The first arrow pierced the anti-magic force field that made the beholder tyrant on the verge of collapse, and the second and third arrows hit his ball-like body respectively.
Terrible destructive energy and severe frost spread to the beholder's body at an extremely fast speed.
"Damn it! How dare you plot against Reckney!" the beholder tyrant roared angrily, and said to Brian, "You think you are the only one who has mastered the reversal spell!"
As soon as the words fell, Reckney's one-eyed sprayed twisting and rotating energy again, covering the whole body like dazzling patterns.
The spreading destructive energy and frost quickly stopped spreading, and subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye in the anti-magic force field that the beholder re-supported.
"Isn't it enough..."
Brian's pale face changed slightly, the trickiness of this beholder has exceeded his expectations.
In the flickering light of the magic circle, he came to Santilla and said solemnly, "Get ready to retreat, this beholder is too powerful, we are no match for him."
This beholder possesses a force field that is immune to magic and psionic energy. It is simply his nemesis. If you want to deal with him, you can only find a physics professional who is good at close combat.
He decided that in the current situation, it is best to go back and bring in reinforcements.
"Let me try again." Santilla shook her white hair that was wet with sweat, and instead of taking Brian's advice, she put away her longbow and took out her saber again.
The beholder tyrant on the other side, with more than a dozen small eyes on eye stalks flashing violent anger, locked on Brian and Santilla.
As a giant among the same kind of beholders, he also mastered various spells that the tribe did not have.
His magic rivaled even that of many human mages, which is why he was so rash and vain.
But in this battle, the beholder tyrant Reckney had thrown countless spells and rays at these humans, only to watch them either be blocked or bounced back to hit him, while they were unscathed.
It seems that the people of Helast are much more tenacious and tenacious than ordinary mages, he couldn't help thinking angrily.
They easily block all their magic, and seem to have no control over their will.
What made him most distressed was that they not only killed his five beholder subordinates, but also killed the green-footed dragon snake that he had raised for hundreds of years.
Anger did not break through Reckney's uncharacteristic rationality in the battle, his movements slowed down, and finally stopped.
He cautiously floated up a little distance from the ruins, stopped there, thinking.
Because he wants to silence the murderers who caused all this.
Be quiet forever!
At this moment, the beholder tyrant charged without warning, like a fired shell, rushing straight towards Brian.
Seeing this, Brian immediately signaled Santilla to start acting.
Then, without haste, he took out an adamantine long sword, trying to resist the beholder tyrant's attack.
Because the opponent's body is covered with an anti-magic force field, when his attack hits in front of him, any magic effects around him will disintegrate in an instant.
In this case, the most effective way is to solve it through physical means.
Brian used his sword skills as a master swordsman to block the fangs and eye handles of the beholder.
The sharp sword hit his hard bone armor and sharp fangs, making crisp noises, and sparks sputtered out one after another, not to be outdone.
In the hasty and fast duel, he purposely stabbed the sword straight up to block the mouth that was closing, and quickly let go, getting out of the range of the beholder's anti-magic field.
The beholder tyrant let out a roar, bit the adamantine long sword with his wide jaws, bent it, and spat it out on the ground, not forgetting to shoot out magic eye rays at Brian.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Brian calmly propped up his magic shield, again resisting these deadly supernatural energies.
Santilla, who was hiding in the dark and watching, finally seized the opportunity. She swallowed her fear, raised her head and took a deep breath, blowing away the messy hair covering her eyes, and then slapped the hilt of the sword hard, using her scarred Blood dripping from his finger stained the runes carved on the hilt.
She touched those familiar bumps, smooth and sticky with her blood, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.
She turned her head cautiously, facing the beholder tyrant, and read two words loudly and calmly.
The sword trembled in her hand, and with a sudden leap, she gripped the hilt tightly, and the power of the rune was unleashed.
The magic fire flickered for a moment, then disappeared, and at the same time the sword pulled her into the air, dragging her forward.
There was an eerie silence all around.
Santilla is invisible now, and she knows that her body is being bounced into the air, and if her judgment is wrong, she will smash her bones on the wall of the cave, or fall to pieces on the ground , and this will be a jump with no return.
The beholder was now excitedly chasing the unarmed Brian, not noticing Santilla, who was still vainly aiming at the monster as she emerged from the shimmering, quivering air and passed over the monster's head. Bryan throws spells and rays - now!
Driven by Santilla's will, the mana of the rune disappeared immediately, and she found that the tip of her sword was downward and was falling rapidly.
She fell straight down toward the round, knobby body, and her aim was just a little behind the wriggling bushes of eye-stalks.
Santilla spread her legs with well-trained movements, and with the blessing of Drow's natural ability "Levitation", she was ready to withstand the impact of landing.
Because she only has a brief moment to attack before the beholder bounces her body away.
With the help of Brian's magic, the bottoms of her boots were coated with a mixture of stoneclaw paste and creeping glue, much thicker than most rogues, miners, or sailors would normally apply.
These spells and alchemical items had helped her safely across countless rooftops and plank bridges in her Underdark adventures, and if only it would help her this time.
After a solid impact, Santilla's boots clung to the beholder's body, and before she could find her balance, the longsword in her hand swung swiftly out and back.
The sharp long sword blessed by its own blood almost pierced the beholder's carapace.
One eyestalk at her side writhed and snapped off, splashing a stinging yellow-green slurry all over her, while the other eyestalk turned toward her, trying to fight back.
Santilla was unmoved, her boots found a fulcrum in the hollow of the beholder's armor, and she leaned forward desperately, piercing the eyestalk that was turning and brewing attack rays with the tip of her sword, and shaking it with all her strength , quickly drew the sword back before the deadly ray of an eyeball poured out at her.
The three eye stalks turned at the same time, like a slowly crawling snake, and the roaring beholder also began to turn up and down, left and right, trying to throw her away.
Santilla steadied her figure, unmoved, and kicked one of the eye stalks. When she lost her balance, she slashed her sword at the other eye stalk.
As the beholder tyrant shook violently, she fell heavily on the bony armor of the monster's body, and her arm was entangled by an eyestalk brewing rays.
In this situation, she clenched her silver teeth, held the eye handle with one hand, and stabbed the sharp sword into the eyeball that was twisted to check, until it reached the sword grid.
"what!!!"
As the beholder tyrant howled in pain, milky white juice splashed out and soaked her whole body.
Santilla spat out the foul-smelling goo and slashed decisively at the other eye.
"Pfft!"
The sword light flashed, and the eye stalks that were brewing rays fell in response.
Then Santilla fell down, and her feet were no longer the bony body of the beholder.
The stone came up to her, and she hurriedly curled up by the long sword, trying to roll out.
It was too late, and with a numbing shock, she crashed into the remnant of a stone wall and bounced helplessly back.
Her vision blurred, and the new wetness on her cheeks suggested she had bitten her own lip.
Brian shouted her name, leaped towards her, and at the same time opened his arms, holding her in his arms, just using his magic shield to block the dozen or so beholder rays that were galloping towards her.
"hateful!!!"
Immediately afterwards, a mournful howl that could pierce eardrums spread throughout the spacious cave.
Careful observation reveals that the giant eye in the center of the beholder tyrant Reckney has long been shriveled due to rupture, and milky white liquid slowly drips from a deep wound on the blind bulge.
Undoubtedly, in this case, the anti-magic force field flickering around him also disappeared.
However, the small eyes on those eye stalks shone with violent anger.
They glared at Santilla and approached quickly.
Evidently, the insane monster wanted to slam her into a wall and squeeze the life out of her, or flip over at the last moment and use its sharp fangs, large enough to swallow her mouth, and bit her to pieces.
——"Acanon Storm!"
An invisible gust of wind raged out, raising dust all over the sky, and the energy condensed by the chaos of the four major elemental planes spewed out of Brian's body like a tide, like a never-ending howling storm, knocking the beholder The balloon-like body flew straight out.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the dragon skeleton golem with crystal luster shining all over appeared behind him, opened its mouth wide to the beholder and spewed out a bolt of lightning.
The beholder tyrant Renico screamed, a high-pitched, tear-soaked wail, like the cries of human women Brian had heard countless times, and spun and drifted across the ruins, lightning bolting across his body Walk up and down.
His eye-stalks twitched intermittently with convulsions, and he hit a leaning stone pillar and fell hard to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon-skeleton golem rushed over to stand on him, opened its mouth eagerly and ruthlessly tore off those eye stalks quickly.
——"Eight Ring Spell: Yang Yan Explosion!"
Brian immediately used arcane shaping to shape the flames condensed with violent energy into a sharp sword.
Wrapped with an energy lightsaber that seemed to explode at any moment, it roared and tore through the air, accurately stabbing the beholder's huge one-eyed blinded by Santilla, and a dazzling flash erupted in his body.
(End of this chapter)
"You...are you from Waterdeep, or from Menzoberranzan?" Azara, the ranger transformed from the beholder, looked at the two of Brian in surprise and anger.
As soon as the words fell, the clothes worn on the human bodies of the ranger 'Azala' and his five attendants all fell off, and they were suspended in mid-air.
Their flesh is like a small figure made out of mud, kneaded by some terrible force again, and kneaded into the shape of meatballs.
Immediately afterwards, an astonishing change occurred.
These five creepy meat balls grow tentacles and eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and these eyes are connected to the meat balls by tentacles-like eye stalks that dance like snakes.
A big mouth full of fangs cracked under the meat ball, and at the same time, a huge one-eye slowly opened in the center of the meat ball, in which excited and vicious flames burned.
"Reckney, no matter who you are, since you dare to break into Reckney's territory, then let you become Reckney's loyal servants." A satisfied murmur echoed in the hall.
The beholder tyrant was suspended in mid-air, twelve eye-stalks with eyes wriggled like caterpillars, spinning rapidly and excitedly around his five beholder subordinates.
"If everything goes well, Reckney will control you through the will connected to your will, Mage of Waterdeep City." The beholder tyrant greedily locked his thirteen eyes on Brian, and said excitedly:
"Reckney will eventually reach out to the main material world, to that rich and bustling human city. They are so stupid that they don't even realize that they have been secretly controlled by Reckney. Waterdeep City, Glory City, gold coins in the city's river flows here and there, its inhabitants hail from the Continent, and beyond, each of them intending to make a fortune out of this flowing wealth, and crave even more: what can be obtained by guile or brute force, the power The breath and taste of..."
No doubt the beholder tyrant mistook Brann for a mage from Waterdeep.
The beholder tyrant danced twelve eyestalks while fluttering, releasing powerful magic, and the fine particles of magic flames spun along with him.
In the end, the shining flame turned into a vortex interwoven with magical energy.
Terrible energy emanates from the vortex, as if the surrounding space is distorted by this powerful energy.
That scene frightened the constructed civilians in Wisteria Valley to scramble and crawl around to seek shelter.
From the windows, balconies, and corners all around them came various murmurs of terror, mingled with the trembling of the ground, the shrieking of the rocks, and the utter toppling of a wall of smooth and beautiful marble stone, slowly and slowly. Majesticly smashed towards the head of the struggling tavern owner.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a loud noise, the terrifying energy condensed into a vortex suddenly exploded.
Both Brian and Santilla felt at the same time that the space around them was being shattered in this terrible explosion.
Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the two of them went dark, and they felt as if they had come to a huge cave that was silent and empty, exuding a cold atmosphere.
"Brian, what's going on." In the darkness, Santilla grabbed Brian's hand uneasily and asked with an ugly face.
"This is the supernatural ability mastered by the beholder, space folding and distortion of reality." Brian signaled her not to worry, "Through this ability, he brought us to the beholder's lair that overlaps with the space of the manor."
"Don't act rashly." He reminded the drow girl next to him who was trying to advance in the darkness, "The beholder's lair is as terrifying as the lich's lair. At this moment, these beholders are definitely waiting for us like predators. Fall into their trap."
He underestimated the strength of this beholder tyrant, and did not expect that this beholder had already mastered such a powerful ability as space folding.
This ability allows their lair to overlap with the space of the seemingly harmless and safe manor. If they encounter an enemy, they will immediately activate the ability to distort reality, and replace the space they are in with a fighting place that is beneficial for them to play. .
"Do you want to keep going?"
Brian checked his status, constant protection magic and a series of triggers against beholders, as well as teleportation spells for instant escape, and asked the drow girl for her opinion.
After all, this is the lair of the beholder tyrant, and the degree of danger can be imagined. He doesn't want to force anyone to take risks with him.
"Why don't you just keep going?"
The azure blue eyes of the drow girl shone with excitement and eagerness, and she said nonchalantly, "In the Underdark, I broke through cities of mind flayers, lairs of two-headed dragons, and even from dark lakes. Infiltrating the palace of the roka murlocs, the lair of a beholder, is nothing to me."
"These adventures are all because of the book you gave me that records the knowledge of teleportation spells." She held Brian's arm affectionately, even in the dark, the smile of the drow girl looked so sweet.
"Without this knowledge of spells, I wouldn't dare to roam around in the Underdark, let alone go back to my room in an instant before the female spider Isabella found me sneaking out of the Spider Academy."
Listening to her series of experiences, Brian smiled appreciatively at her, knowing that the drow girl in front of him was not lying.
He didn't waste any more time, and after casting a few of his best protective spells for Santilla, he began to lead her towards the depths of the cave.
Although Santilla's main occupation is a wizard, Brian, who has already found out about her, knows that this drow girl whose timeline has been forcibly changed by him has changed from a professional wizard to a ranger with excellent archery skills.
And her spells are mainly based on the evocation school. To use the words that their players like to joke: a ranger who can't cast forbidden spells (legendary spells) is not a good wizard.
Because of the reincarnation of the gods, her strength has also reached the legendary realm by leaps and bounds.
In the darkness, Brian could clearly feel that many eyes were staring at him and Santilla. In the empty cave, there were low-pitched and piercing laughter from time to time that made the blood feel cold. .
In this damp and cold cave, although he couldn't see his fingers, for a spellcaster of Brian's level, such a child's thing was not difficult for him at all.
Rao Santilla, who claims to have rich adventure experience and is very sensitive to various traps and magic, was also amazed when he saw him use exquisite spells, cautious handling or detours to avoid all kinds of terrible hazards, and put away himself Wanting to show off, obediently followed behind him.
In this way, he and Santilla walked along the winding tunnel, and soon found that an unusual passage started from an arch, and in the middle of the top of the arch, there was a water fairy leaning forward and smiling. stone statue.
The statue, while lacking the dreamy and deadly beauty of the real creature it represented, was nonetheless stunningly alluring, and stories about it seemed to have been told for ages.
Brian could tell from the startling fascination emanating from the statue that it represented a goddess, possibly Sune, the Goddess of Love with hair the color of fire.
Beyond its lifelike beauty, the statue must hold more secrets.
For anyone who tried to tear it down and move it was dead, torn to pieces, and scattered in the little hall before the arch.
A blood-stained stone chisel that one of them had accidentally dropped had been left there as a silent warning to future lovers of the portable statue who wanted to intrude on the small hall.
At this moment, Brian naturally has no interest in this statue. He has already found out through detection magic that this statue not only has a constant charm spell, but is also a terrible trap.
Any tempted adventurer who tries to take the statue will die in the trap.
He led Santilla carefully to avoid the magic traps around the arch that could kill two people, and came to an ordinary tunnel with bare walls.
As they walked cautiously, the passage quickly narrowed and dropped sharply, turning into rough tunnels hewn from the cold, damp rock.
Here and there in the passage, a never-ending murmur fills the air: what seems to be the cacophony remnant of a loud speech, distant, faint, yet never falling silent or fading away even to the most attentive listener Also unable to recognize or understand the intonation.
Bryan could feel that these voices were all mind-affecting magic. If an adventurer with low strength failed to save, he would be led into various traps without knowing it.
This kind of trick is naturally useless to the two of them.
Santilla, who was full of interest, continued to follow Brian forward. What greeted them in the deepening passage was the grinning skeletons left by the predecessors, as well as some larger, snake-like creatures. Skeletons, and even hidden magic traps were set up in some places.
Brian also saw pale skeletons still hanging from sharp-ended, ancient, black stumps, tangled in cobwebs, inside several of the deadly nailboard traps.
It has been many years since they fell and pierced those unfortunate creatures like fangs, and now all that remains are the tangled bones and tendons of those victims, hanging there silently, the blood of life has long since dried up.
It can be seen that few adventurers have been able to travel this far in the beholder's lair.
Because they often have to walk for a long time before they may find a broken bone on the ground, or in an inconspicuous corner, torn apart and forgotten here.
Obviously, after any intruder passes through this area full of traps, he cannot avoid sacrificing himself to discover new traps.
Brian and Santilla also saw the never-ending gaze of a skeleton taller than most humans among the many magical traps that hindered their footsteps.
The giant's head was lowered, staring down at the passage, and the empty eye sockets were glowing strangely because of the fluorescent worms living in it.
Their slowly wriggling subtle fluorescence revealed the secret of this giant's death: in a dark passage not far away, hung a huge boulder almost the size of the severed head, and the steel thorns attached to it were almost the same length. Some humans are about the same height, and the cold light flickers.
The thick and wide swinging chains, and the belts wrapped around the boulders look extremely strong under the blessing of magical energy.
Like a beholder, the hanging thorny stone almost blocked the entire passage, and swayed slightly from time to time in response to distant tremors and subterranean breezes.
"Be careful, Bryan." Santilla held Brian's hand nervously, frowned beautifully, and whispered to him, "This is a giant mixed with a magic circle and a magic trap. It will even trigger some kind of terrible earthquake, bury us here, and completely seal off the reason leading to the depths of the lair."
"I know." Brian nodded slightly, indicating that he had already discovered this problem.
As Santilla said, he also felt the difficulty of traps and magic circles. Once triggered, let alone an earthquake, it is very likely that the beholders hiding in the dark will catch the opportunity and attack them.
He looked at the giant's head and the huge trap blocking the way. After stopping for a moment of contemplation, his expression changed, and he calmly passed the high-level disarming magic and the holy water he carried with him, allowing the giant's fluorescent head to dissolve in the rising smoke. for ashes.
"Amazing!"
Seeing that the trap was broken so easily, Santilla couldn't help but exclaimed: "It only needs a high-level dispelling magic and holy water to solve it, Brian, how did you think of it, I just watched it for so long , I haven’t researched such a simple solution.”
"Intuition." A faint smile curled up on the corner of Brian's mouth.
He's telling the truth, he's really relying on his instincts.
This is not to say how powerful his intuition is, but because he has seen similar traps in the Leyline Lost City in Waterdeep City, so after careful study, he began to try to break the formation.
Who would have thought that it would be easily cracked by him.
Then, he led Santilla, whose small eyes were full of admiration, to avoid the huge group of traps and go to the depths of the beholder's lair to spy on more dangers.
They soon came to a small hall, whose rough passage dome was pierced by a thin band of fluorescent stone, which seeped a faint ruby-like glow day and night, reflecting an ancient but seemingly comfortable picture below. armchair, and some footstools beside it.
Brian saw that these furniture were placed next to a side table in the alcove. On the table were a few yellowed ancient books—most of them recorded various terrifying adventure stories, and there were also a few such as "Energetic" mages' and the like - and a long strip of knotted human hair adorned with bookmarks.
"Don't touch anything here." Brian looked at some inexplicably familiar scenes around him, and subconsciously said to Santilla, who quickly retracted his hand in fright.
"This seems to be the end of the beholder's lair. Generally speaking, when lucky adventurers find that there is no one in the chair, they will mistakenly think that they have come to the end of the ruins, get the loot that should belong to them, and even keep guessing that it is the end of the ruins. How did it appear here, and who is using it. If this adventurer is unlucky, or greedy and reckless breaks anything here, his fate is likely to activate endless spells."
Bryan glanced at the faint ruby-like light emanating from the ceiling.
His intuition told himself that if he dared to touch any items here, these ruby-like things would be instantly activated, emitting a lot of energy similar to beholder rays, engulfing them.
There is no doubt that this is still a scene that he is slightly familiar with.
Without any hesitation, he led Santilla cautiously and continued towards the secret passage.
As the two people's vision gradually widened in the tunnel, they saw many human skeletons floating and hovering forever, as if waiting to plunder and tear apart the next living thing.
They wait patiently, and when the intruders set foot in their territory, they stir impatiently.
Dealing with this group of skeletons was a piece of cake for Brian and Santilla, with a few simple range spells, they were all cleaned up.
At the same time, Brian also realized that they had come to the end of the lair and were about to meet the beholder tyrant hidden in the deepest part.
And these skeletons killed by them, in addition to trying to use the crowd tactics to consume the adventurer's physical strength, also served as a warning to the lair owner.
As Brian expected, they turned right along the tunnel behind the dead bones.
Eventually disappearing into a vast expanse of caverns, big enough to contain some of the towns of the surface world...
In the cave, many eyes flickered, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in the darkness.
"Impossible, it's impossible!"
The voice of the beholder tyrant echoed in the cave, "You can't come here safe and sound, not even the scouts from the Harper Alliance broke in here."
"Who the hell are you? Are you a mage from Waterdeep City?" He guessed in a little panic: "Which masked lord are you? Or a man from Helast, the king of the lost city of leylines?"
"That's right! You must be from Hellast." The beholder tyrant fought wits against the air and exclaimed:
"Leckney's lairs are all arranged according to the Fan Lak Abyss on the 18th floor of Leyline Lost City. Reckney has studied under Lord Star Moon for hundreds of years before he masters the means of arranging lairs. Only the King of Leyline Lost City People can come here safe and sound."
Hearing the thoughts of the beholder tyrant, Brian suddenly realized why he had such an inexplicable sense of familiarity with these traps. It turned out that the problem was here.
Star and Moon Lord Van Lak is the final boss on the No.18 floor of Leyline Lost City.
More than 1000 years ago, Van Lak organized an expedition to the dark jungle.
The expedition ended in a devastating failure.
When the initiator returned, he seemed to be a pale phantom with nothing of Van Lark's appearance.
Weeks later, his father, the head of the family, Lord Andvarin Starmoon, died of a bizarre disease that was debilitating and incurable from magic.
Since then, Shar's followers have been active in the shadows of Waterdeep.
After taking over the position of leader of the Xingyue family, Van Lak publicly accused Su Lun's temple and claimed that the temple was responsible for his father's sudden death.
After going through a lot of suffering, Van Lak, as a dark ranger, secretly took refuge in Su Lun's sister, the Lost Lady Shar.
This is a 15-player dungeon with a challenge level of around 10. Brian has overturned his car no less than 10 times here, so he is naturally familiar with the layout of the Fanklar Abyss.
The reason why I didn't recognize it at the first time was mainly because the beholder in front of me only grasped the fur of the lair layout, and the most quintessential links to the shadow plane, interdimensional prison and phantom illusion, I am afraid that only followers of Shar can learn.
Therefore, the layout of this lair was so nondescript that he didn't notice it immediately.
"You must have been sent by Helast!"
The beholder tyrant, who was slightly insane, turned on the self-destruct truck mode again, "Damn Hellast, didn't Reckney just take away the inherited treasures that belonged to the city of Oultur, and dare to send someone to track it down here. "
"The inherited treasure of the city of Oltul? Could it be..." Brian was startled, and a look of joy quietly appeared on his face, because he realized what the other party was talking about.
Thinking of this, he has decided to kill it no matter what.
"However, you will never have the chance to return to Waterdeep City!"
The beholder's voice suddenly became cold and stern, "Because Reckney will keep you here forever, and then change into your appearance, go to Skull Harbor and wait patiently, find a chance to kill Hylast, and then occupy The entire Leyline Lost City! Hahaha..."
"Die, annoying mage from Waterdeep, your adventure game is over!"
The beholder tyrant Reckney jumped up in the air like a wild horse, his ugly meatball-like body trembling crazily.
Then it rolled up at an astonishing speed, and the twelve eye-stalks all branched out like laser guns, stretched out, and shot countless terrifying rays of light towards Brian and Santilla.
At the same time, the other five beholders hovering around him also learned how to use their best supernatural ability: beholder rays!
The six beholders poured out various spells, and the flames of magic flickered around them.
——"Charm Ray!"
— "Slow Ray!"
——"Fear Ray!"
——"Paralyzing ray!"
——"Petrochemical Ray!"
——"Dissociation rays!"
——"Death Ray!"
——"Extreme Ice Ray!"
——"Blazing Ray!"
…………
In an instant, countless magic rays shot out in all directions from the boiling eye-stalks.
Faced with this situation, as a spellcaster, Brian was naturally fully prepared to deal with the beholder ray.
A series of spell auras shone brilliantly in the darkness, and almost invisible barriers interweaved layers of shields in the surging arcane energy.
Immediately, countless arrow-like beholder lights dimmed in the blink of an eye because of the barrier of the magic shield.
Other rays that did not focus on the two caused spectacular explosions.
Flames and lightning flew here and there—the rocks in one place melted like molasses in a sluggish flood.
"You hold the beholder tyrant, and I will deal with the rest." Brian, who had already taken out his staff, immediately told Santilla beside him the tactics they had discussed.
The drow girl nodded slightly, jumped into the air, and flew to the top of the cave like an elegant hummingbird.
While she distanced herself from Brian, the Elven Winter Moon Bow in her hand did not forget to catch three cold sharp arrows.
Amidst the buzzing sound of the bowstring, the sharp arrow galloped towards the beholder tyrant, wrapped in bone-chilling energy.
The attention of the beholder tyrant was instantly attracted, he smiled coldly, and the huge one-eyed eye that grew on the fleshy ball shot a nearly transparent cone-shaped magical energy at the sharp arrow.
In an instant, all the dissociation magic and frost attributes contained in the sharp arrow wrapped in ice energy were washed away.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Accompanied by three crisp sounds, the sharp arrow hit the beholder's hard skin that looked like a pineapple, leaving only shallow marks, and fell powerlessly to the ground.
Just when the beholder tyrant was proud of his formidable defense, the hard rocky surface suddenly broke through the ground, and countless emerald green vines like wild snakes danced wildly, wrapping it tightly inside.
The beholder tyrant was unmoved, and looked contemptuously at Santilla who was casting a spell. The huge one-eye of the meatball shone brightly like a searchlight.
His sphere, which was tightly bound by vines, spun around like a top, and all the vines illuminated by the light withered at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, the twelve eye stalks of the beholder pointed directly at Santilla, shooting out twelve rays of different colors, blasting and killing the drow girl.
Santilla was shrouded in the light of the magic circle, avoided the concentrated fire of the rays, took the opportunity to take out a handful of oak fruits from the quiver, and sprinkled them all on the beholder tyrant.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The oak fruits are like bombs with infinite power, submerged in the scorching fire and the sound of exploding in the beholder tyrant.
When Santilla saw the beholder tyrant emerging from the smoke unharmed, her expression changed slightly.
"The anti-magic field on his one eye is immune to any spells."
At this moment, Brian's voice came from the depths of the drow girl's mind, "Don't use spells, attack him with arrows without any magic blessing, drag him out temporarily, and let me deal with him later. "
Hearing Brian's voice transmission, Santilla subconsciously looked in Brian's direction from the corner of her eye.
Just in time, he saw a ring on his finger shining brightly, covering all the beholders around him.
"It turned out to be the Bright Evening Star, why did it appear in his hands?" Santilla instantly recognized the name of the equipment, and muttered to herself in puzzlement, her eyes filled with surprise and joy.
For a moment of distraction, more than a dozen rays of the beholder tyrant had already splashed ripples on her magic shield, and then dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She immediately realized that it was not the time to be amazed, and quickly used the ranger's quick reaction ability to take out the fine gold arrow and gallop towards the opponent while avoiding the beholder tyrant's ray attack.
——"Rainbow burst!"
Seeing that Santilla was getting farther and farther away from him, Brian no longer hesitated, mobilized the boiling arcane energy in his body, through the super magic instant, centered on himself, suddenly burst out seven flickering lights, mixed with each other, Dazzling energy.
The five beholders stretched out their eye stalks and were about to release rays. They were caught off guard and blinded instantly, falling into various negative states.
Seeing this, Brian smiled.
Beholder tyrants whose strength has reached the legendary realm, he may have a very headache when dealing with them, because their strong physique and legendary resistance are enough to exempt most of the negative effects of rainbow light spells.
But the five beholders in front of him are different. The spells strengthened by him can be said to have clearly hit their vital points, making them scurry in the air like five headless flies waving their tearful eye stalks , and even two of them bumped into each other, and there were vicious curses.
Brian waved his staff and chanted a spell quickly.
In an instant, hundreds of fist-sized bolides shone with hot light. Under the guidance of the staff, they dragged a slender trail of flames and enveloped the five beholders.
"boom!"
A beholder was hit by two fireballs with strong penetrating power on its huge one-eyed eye, and it exploded into a ball of gorgeous magic flames before disappearing.
"Boom! Boom!"
The two beholders, who were still cursing at each other because they accidentally bumped into their bodies, were shrouded in flames burst by dense bolides, like two meat balls thrown into a raging fire and baked black. time issue.
The last two beholders suffered little damage from the "Rainbow Burst". In their timely response, they activated the anti-magic field spray on the Cyclops, avoiding most of the damage from the fireball.
But their eye stalks didn't seem so lucky, they were all smashed, and they looked extremely embarrassed.
Seeing this situation, Brian rubbed his thumb against his ring without any hesitation, and directly activated the other two ultimate moves.
——"The Star of Avandor!"
——"Silver Starlight!"
…………
A dozen shimmering meteors shot out, drowning the last two beholders in a terrifying swirl of magical energy.
In just two or three rounds of confrontation between the two sides, all five beholders were killed by Brian.
He didn't waste time, and was about to help Santilla, when suddenly, there was a loud sound of rocks rolling behind him, which quickly attracted his attention.
Brian accidentally found himself facing a scaled blue monster that looked like a huge and terrifying crocodile.
It raised its head to observe itself, and at the same time, a small cluster of jungle-like feet stirred rapidly, leading its body across the rubble-strewn ruins.
This is a green-footed dragon snake, a human-eating lizard-like creature. Tens of thousands of years ago, when the real dragon was fighting with the giant, the giant created it to deal with the monster of the giant dragon.
Brian made a general judgment and found that the body length of this green-footed dragon snake was about 15 meters, which meant that its strength was comparable to that of a giant dragon in its prime.
"boom!"
The green-footed dragon snake roared, opening its mouth to an incredible width as it ran, so that Brian seemed to be facing a huge jaw like a wide door.
With a long forked tongue twisting and dancing in the depths of the mouth for a moment, it stabbed at him swiftly, faster than any cheetah's running speed.
With a thought, Brian dodged the green-footed dragon snake's surprise attack through the teleportation spell.
——"Supernatural Ability: Lightning Breath!"
- "Supernatural Ability: Lightning Ball!"
Several thigh-thick crossed lightning bolts and head-sized lightning balls that emitted an ozone-like smell appeared at the foothold of Brian's spell in an instant.
Brian stood against the wind, without any intention of dodging, letting his long hair and cloak flutter in the storm engulfed by the raging lightning.
Seeing this, the blue-footed dragon snake's lightning-jumping deep purple eyes flashed with joy, and it twisted its body nimbly like a snake, ready to pounce towards Santilla.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by the crackling sound of electric light jumping, Brian's figure was instantly submerged.
——"Nine Rings Spell: Meteor Burst!"
The moment the green-footed dragon snake turned its body around, eight fireballs that looked like small meteorites smashed onto its 15-meter-long body without warning, dragging a billowing flame.
The hot flame exploded, and the entire cave, which was as spacious as a town, shook slightly in the violent explosion. The stone chips on the cave roof and the vertical pointed pillars swayed down like a torrential rain.
The huge body of the green-footed dragon snake was instantly submerged in it.
However, in the blink of an eye, the green-footed dragon snake rushed out from the wriggling stone pile, raised its bloody head, and roared angrily at Brian.
——"Ninth-level ability: tornado storm!"
Brian walked out of the smoke and dust, and saw a star-like bright light suddenly flashing in his deep black eyes.
In an instant, the energy permeating the void around the green-footed dragon snake formed an angry storm, rolling its huge body high into the sky.
With a thought in Brian's mind, the dragon skeleton golem with dark blue crystal luster all over its body flapped its dragon wings, rushed into the tornado storm, and fought with the green-footed dragon snake.
Looking at the fight that was a foregone conclusion, Brian quickly turned his attention to Santilla.
He saw that the beholder tyrant did not use the ray he was proud of, but danced twelve eye stalks, chasing Santilla with grinning teeth, trying to decide the outcome through close combat.
This nimble drow girl kept using her body to avoid the bite of the beholder tyrant, and took the opportunity to fight back with the sharp sword that she did not know when she replaced the longbow.
Seeing this, he immediately understood the reason.
Under his careful preparation, even if the strength of the beholder tyrant reached the legendary realm, his rays would not be able to break through their shields in a short time.
And the beholder exuding an anti-magic force field around him also made him immune to most magic, even psionic energy, so that it evolved into such a battle.
Brian knew that the only way to defeat the Beholder Tyrant was to break through his anti-magic force field, or kill him by purely physical means.
"Get away!" Brian quickly sent an order to Santilla through telepathy.
After seeing the drow girl distanced herself from the beholder tyrant through the dimension jump, he immediately stretched out his palm and pointed at Reckney in the distance.
——"Ninth-level ability: reverse reality!"
The spiritual energy surging in the depths of Brian's eyes became invisible in an instant, locking onto the body of the beholder tyrant.
The chasing Reckney stagnated suddenly, and stopped suddenly, and then the anti-magic force field around him twisted under the surge of mental energy, and gradually began to collapse.
"You dare to use such a small skill in front of Reckney!" The beholder tyrant snorted coldly, and the huge one-eyed eye on his body suddenly ejected twisting energy similar to Brian's, instantly defusing this attack.
"Pfft!"
Suffering from the energy backlash, Brian felt severe pain from his body, and was also swept by the stinging pain that shocked his soul deep in his heart, making his throat sweet, and he opened his mouth to spit out blood.
As the beholder tyrant said, his "reverse reality" cast really looked like a trick to Reckney.
Even so, his goal has been achieved.
Because in the brief reversal, the anti-magic force field of the beholder tyrant was indeed in a state of collapse.
Santilla accurately grasped the opportunity that Brian bought at the cost of his own serious injury.
Seeing the opportunity, she quickly replaced the long sword with an elf winter bow, and mounted three freezing arrows with disintegration magic.
The bowstring was like a full moon, and the three sharp arrows galloped away wrapped in a piercing chill.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The first arrow pierced the anti-magic force field that made the beholder tyrant on the verge of collapse, and the second and third arrows hit his ball-like body respectively.
Terrible destructive energy and severe frost spread to the beholder's body at an extremely fast speed.
"Damn it! How dare you plot against Reckney!" the beholder tyrant roared angrily, and said to Brian, "You think you are the only one who has mastered the reversal spell!"
As soon as the words fell, Reckney's one-eyed sprayed twisting and rotating energy again, covering the whole body like dazzling patterns.
The spreading destructive energy and frost quickly stopped spreading, and subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye in the anti-magic force field that the beholder re-supported.
"Isn't it enough..."
Brian's pale face changed slightly, the trickiness of this beholder has exceeded his expectations.
In the flickering light of the magic circle, he came to Santilla and said solemnly, "Get ready to retreat, this beholder is too powerful, we are no match for him."
This beholder possesses a force field that is immune to magic and psionic energy. It is simply his nemesis. If you want to deal with him, you can only find a physics professional who is good at close combat.
He decided that in the current situation, it is best to go back and bring in reinforcements.
"Let me try again." Santilla shook her white hair that was wet with sweat, and instead of taking Brian's advice, she put away her longbow and took out her saber again.
The beholder tyrant on the other side, with more than a dozen small eyes on eye stalks flashing violent anger, locked on Brian and Santilla.
As a giant among the same kind of beholders, he also mastered various spells that the tribe did not have.
His magic rivaled even that of many human mages, which is why he was so rash and vain.
But in this battle, the beholder tyrant Reckney had thrown countless spells and rays at these humans, only to watch them either be blocked or bounced back to hit him, while they were unscathed.
It seems that the people of Helast are much more tenacious and tenacious than ordinary mages, he couldn't help thinking angrily.
They easily block all their magic, and seem to have no control over their will.
What made him most distressed was that they not only killed his five beholder subordinates, but also killed the green-footed dragon snake that he had raised for hundreds of years.
Anger did not break through Reckney's uncharacteristic rationality in the battle, his movements slowed down, and finally stopped.
He cautiously floated up a little distance from the ruins, stopped there, thinking.
Because he wants to silence the murderers who caused all this.
Be quiet forever!
At this moment, the beholder tyrant charged without warning, like a fired shell, rushing straight towards Brian.
Seeing this, Brian immediately signaled Santilla to start acting.
Then, without haste, he took out an adamantine long sword, trying to resist the beholder tyrant's attack.
Because the opponent's body is covered with an anti-magic force field, when his attack hits in front of him, any magic effects around him will disintegrate in an instant.
In this case, the most effective way is to solve it through physical means.
Brian used his sword skills as a master swordsman to block the fangs and eye handles of the beholder.
The sharp sword hit his hard bone armor and sharp fangs, making crisp noises, and sparks sputtered out one after another, not to be outdone.
In the hasty and fast duel, he purposely stabbed the sword straight up to block the mouth that was closing, and quickly let go, getting out of the range of the beholder's anti-magic field.
The beholder tyrant let out a roar, bit the adamantine long sword with his wide jaws, bent it, and spat it out on the ground, not forgetting to shoot out magic eye rays at Brian.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Brian calmly propped up his magic shield, again resisting these deadly supernatural energies.
Santilla, who was hiding in the dark and watching, finally seized the opportunity. She swallowed her fear, raised her head and took a deep breath, blowing away the messy hair covering her eyes, and then slapped the hilt of the sword hard, using her scarred Blood dripping from his finger stained the runes carved on the hilt.
She touched those familiar bumps, smooth and sticky with her blood, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.
She turned her head cautiously, facing the beholder tyrant, and read two words loudly and calmly.
The sword trembled in her hand, and with a sudden leap, she gripped the hilt tightly, and the power of the rune was unleashed.
The magic fire flickered for a moment, then disappeared, and at the same time the sword pulled her into the air, dragging her forward.
There was an eerie silence all around.
Santilla is invisible now, and she knows that her body is being bounced into the air, and if her judgment is wrong, she will smash her bones on the wall of the cave, or fall to pieces on the ground , and this will be a jump with no return.
The beholder was now excitedly chasing the unarmed Brian, not noticing Santilla, who was still vainly aiming at the monster as she emerged from the shimmering, quivering air and passed over the monster's head. Bryan throws spells and rays - now!
Driven by Santilla's will, the mana of the rune disappeared immediately, and she found that the tip of her sword was downward and was falling rapidly.
She fell straight down toward the round, knobby body, and her aim was just a little behind the wriggling bushes of eye-stalks.
Santilla spread her legs with well-trained movements, and with the blessing of Drow's natural ability "Levitation", she was ready to withstand the impact of landing.
Because she only has a brief moment to attack before the beholder bounces her body away.
With the help of Brian's magic, the bottoms of her boots were coated with a mixture of stoneclaw paste and creeping glue, much thicker than most rogues, miners, or sailors would normally apply.
These spells and alchemical items had helped her safely across countless rooftops and plank bridges in her Underdark adventures, and if only it would help her this time.
After a solid impact, Santilla's boots clung to the beholder's body, and before she could find her balance, the longsword in her hand swung swiftly out and back.
The sharp long sword blessed by its own blood almost pierced the beholder's carapace.
One eyestalk at her side writhed and snapped off, splashing a stinging yellow-green slurry all over her, while the other eyestalk turned toward her, trying to fight back.
Santilla was unmoved, her boots found a fulcrum in the hollow of the beholder's armor, and she leaned forward desperately, piercing the eyestalk that was turning and brewing attack rays with the tip of her sword, and shaking it with all her strength , quickly drew the sword back before the deadly ray of an eyeball poured out at her.
The three eye stalks turned at the same time, like a slowly crawling snake, and the roaring beholder also began to turn up and down, left and right, trying to throw her away.
Santilla steadied her figure, unmoved, and kicked one of the eye stalks. When she lost her balance, she slashed her sword at the other eye stalk.
As the beholder tyrant shook violently, she fell heavily on the bony armor of the monster's body, and her arm was entangled by an eyestalk brewing rays.
In this situation, she clenched her silver teeth, held the eye handle with one hand, and stabbed the sharp sword into the eyeball that was twisted to check, until it reached the sword grid.
"what!!!"
As the beholder tyrant howled in pain, milky white juice splashed out and soaked her whole body.
Santilla spat out the foul-smelling goo and slashed decisively at the other eye.
"Pfft!"
The sword light flashed, and the eye stalks that were brewing rays fell in response.
Then Santilla fell down, and her feet were no longer the bony body of the beholder.
The stone came up to her, and she hurriedly curled up by the long sword, trying to roll out.
It was too late, and with a numbing shock, she crashed into the remnant of a stone wall and bounced helplessly back.
Her vision blurred, and the new wetness on her cheeks suggested she had bitten her own lip.
Brian shouted her name, leaped towards her, and at the same time opened his arms, holding her in his arms, just using his magic shield to block the dozen or so beholder rays that were galloping towards her.
"hateful!!!"
Immediately afterwards, a mournful howl that could pierce eardrums spread throughout the spacious cave.
Careful observation reveals that the giant eye in the center of the beholder tyrant Reckney has long been shriveled due to rupture, and milky white liquid slowly drips from a deep wound on the blind bulge.
Undoubtedly, in this case, the anti-magic force field flickering around him also disappeared.
However, the small eyes on those eye stalks shone with violent anger.
They glared at Santilla and approached quickly.
Evidently, the insane monster wanted to slam her into a wall and squeeze the life out of her, or flip over at the last moment and use its sharp fangs, large enough to swallow her mouth, and bit her to pieces.
——"Acanon Storm!"
An invisible gust of wind raged out, raising dust all over the sky, and the energy condensed by the chaos of the four major elemental planes spewed out of Brian's body like a tide, like a never-ending howling storm, knocking the beholder The balloon-like body flew straight out.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the dragon skeleton golem with crystal luster shining all over appeared behind him, opened its mouth wide to the beholder and spewed out a bolt of lightning.
The beholder tyrant Renico screamed, a high-pitched, tear-soaked wail, like the cries of human women Brian had heard countless times, and spun and drifted across the ruins, lightning bolting across his body Walk up and down.
His eye-stalks twitched intermittently with convulsions, and he hit a leaning stone pillar and fell hard to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon-skeleton golem rushed over to stand on him, opened its mouth eagerly and ruthlessly tore off those eye stalks quickly.
——"Eight Ring Spell: Yang Yan Explosion!"
Brian immediately used arcane shaping to shape the flames condensed with violent energy into a sharp sword.
Wrapped with an energy lightsaber that seemed to explode at any moment, it roared and tore through the air, accurately stabbing the beholder's huge one-eyed blinded by Santilla, and a dazzling flash erupted in his body.
(End of this chapter)
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