Broad World

Following the order of the high-ranking priestess, the final reserve team finally started, including a large number of soldiers, civilians, spider elves, mages and priests, all of whom began to move towards the earth castle as quickly as possible. They were terrified by the ongoing ceremony of the wood elf mage group, and they didn't dare to have any reservations. Even the chief mage Sidirix noticed the abnormality and hurried out of the ruins to check the situation.

Obviously, the development of the war to this point far exceeded Henry's expectations. He never expected that the wood elves, who were at an absolute disadvantage, would have such a trump card. No wonder humans had occupied the main plane for so many years, but they never dared to force the elves too much. It turned out that they still possessed such terrifying magic.

About the disaster that happened 25,000 years ago, Henry had heard something about it. It is said that hundreds of high elf masters (mages) gathered together to cast the most powerful spells ever recorded in history. Although it didn't have a specific name, its devastating consequences will never be forgotten.

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He could feel that the magical energy was penetrating into the ground and slowly extending deep into the earth's core. If the power of the spell-casting group was strong enough, it was entirely possible to tear the earth's crust directly. Terrible, in a way, this thing is not inferior to (nuclear) weapons, or even worse. Just imagine, what would it be like if the entire continent began to experience 12-magnitude earthquakes continuously?

All buildings and caves will collapse, and the terrain will change drastically. In some places, mountains will sink into the bottom of the sea, and in some places, the bottom of the sea will surface and become land. In addition, a large number of flora and fauna will also be devastated. The entire world civilization is likely to go back five hundred to one thousand years.

But want to do this. At least twenty legendary mages must be assembled. Four hundred to five hundred great (mage) masters who are above the seventeenth level and have ninth-level spell slots. Only when these two conditions are fully satisfied can this magic exert its true power, just like in the legend, let the land and the sea Change color for it.

But it is a pity that since the destruction of Netheril civilization, no country or organization in this world can cobble together so many powerful mages at once, even the elves on the permanent island are no exception.

After all, it is difficult enough to gather twenty legendary mages at once. But four or five hundred archmages above the seventeenth level are simply impossible. The entire continent of Faerun, including those liches who live in their lairs, may not be able to make up 300 together, so the practicality is slightly worse. "Hey... there really is nothing perfect in this world. Although the high elf magic is powerful, it can't be played without enough mages." Henry sighed and threw a glass ball into the air.

I saw this little thing falling rapidly, and suddenly exploded when it was less than 20 meters away from the ground, emitting a dazzling white light, which could be clearly seen by people several kilometers away.

Obviously, this is a signal to do it. Transform into a wood elf. Oroxes, who was fighting desperately, burst into laughter immediately when he saw it: "Hahahahaha!!! Great! We can finally do it!"

The voice just fell. Terrifying dragon power emanated from his body, and then began to deform violently. After only a few seconds, an awe-inspiring dragon appeared on the spot. Black luminous scales, sharp claws, strong wings, and a thick tail, all of which show that he is fully grown and possesses unimaginable strength for mortals.

The dark elves rushing to the front line had no idea that the terrifying warrior in front of them turned out to be a black dragon. All of them were carefully retreating slowly, their eyes full of fear, fearing that their movements would draw a dragon's breath.

You must know that the terrain in the bunker is narrow and long, and it is impossible to turn around and escape, because the road behind has been completely blocked by the dark elves who rushed up from behind, so they can only retreat little by little.

"Hey hey hey! Nasty little mouse, let's feel the power of the great black dragon." Oroxis took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and sprayed out strong acid, pungent Even the elves couldn't stand the smell, so they hurriedly evacuated from this dangerous area.

"NO!!!!!! MY HANDS!!! My hands are corroded!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"My leg! My eye! It hurts!!"

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The dark elves in the tunnel were filled with grief for a while, and the closest guys had already turned into a pool of disgusting flesh, and even if they were sprayed a little bit behind, they would be corroded with a large amount of flesh and blood, and some unlucky ones even exposed The bloody bones looked so shocking.

This is the breath of the black dragon. Although it is not as destructive as the hot flames of the red dragon, it is not as penetrating as the lightning of the blue dragon, and sometimes it is not as wide as the acid mist of the green dragon, but it is visually terrifying. In terms of extent, it can definitely be ranked first.

The bloody reality told every dark elf the gap between themselves and this prehistoric beast in front of them. Although their enchanted swords were enough to cut through the dragon scales, no one dared to approach without authorization, because it was completely taking their own life is a joke.

Although the resistant skin can resist the corrosion of strong acid to a certain extent, the spit volume of an adult black dragon is too large, enough to completely decompose more than twenty dark elves at a time, and the skin can only delay this process by one hour. two seconds.

The ferocious Oroxis didn't intend to give the enemy any chance to breathe. After one breath, he rushed up to sweep his tail, flap his dragon wings, and bite. In just a few minutes, more than a hundred people in the passage were killed. Enemies turned to corpses and minced flesh.

After killing all the dark elves in front of him, he excitedly licked his lips, not paying attention to the wounds on his body, and vigorously flapped his wings to fly high into the sky. This black dragon has been completely immersed in the pleasure of killing, spraying the terrible acid in the sky to its heart's content, and screaming incessantly for a while.

On the other hand, the brown dragon Ortagus led the two female green dragons to attack from the flanks, and every dive could cause a lot of casualties. Soon the situation on the battlefield was completely reversed. The wood elves, who were already shaky, got precious time. Once again the most tenacious resistance broke out.

Many spider drow try to hunt and kill dragons by virtue of their excellent jumping ability. But in the end, it was either torn in half by the sharp dragon claws, or the spine was directly severed by the strong tail. They are indeed very advantageous when dealing with ordinary soldiers, but they are completely incomparable with giant dragons.

On one side is the giant dragon hovering above, wantonly slaughtering the dark elf warriors, and on the other side is the singing voice getting faster and faster, and the magic ceremony is about to be completed. The high-ranking priestess in charge of the command is caught in a dilemma. With the current number of casters, only one target can be selected as the main attack, otherwise it is very likely that none of them can be killed.

She hesitated for a moment. He turned his head and asked the mage beside him: "Do you think the threat of the dragon is greater, or the magic of the goblins is more destructive?"

"It's hard to make a judgment, but personally, I'm more inclined to destroy magic rituals." The dark elf mage expressed his thoughts without hesitation.

In his opinion, the threat of the giant dragon is not terrible. As long as you retreat to the ground, you can completely get rid of the predicament in front of you, but the magic ceremony of the wood elves is different. If you let it play its role, it is likely to cause a strong earthquake. The entrance was blocked and there was no way to go back. That would be great fun.

It is well known that the Dark Elves simply cannot adapt to the surface. Especially after the sun comes out. The special eyes they have evolved cannot see anything in bright light, and some are particularly sensitive and may even be permanently blind. In addition, those expensive magic equipment will gradually lose their power under the sun's rays, turning into a pile of useless sand.

Therefore, the dark elves can ignore the dragons that are slaughtering in the sky, but they must not ignore the magic ritual that can change the terrain. No way, who let them have such a fatal flaw.

The high-ranking priestess obviously understood this too, and cursed through gritted teeth: "These damned dragons! I want you to look after me later! Mage! Destroy those fairies who are casting spells for me immediately."

"As you wish, honorable priestess." Saying this, the dark elf mage waved his hand, and dozens of casters instantly put up a protective stance, while the rest concentrated on preparing their spells.

Seeing the weird situation on the battlefield, the corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, and he muttered to himself with a smile: "Interesting, it's another magical ritual that has never been seen before, and the elves really have a lot of good things. But it's a pity, I don't have time to observe. It's better to close this entrance quickly while the enemy's attention is attracted."

As soon as the words fell, he used a fourth-level magic "any door" without hesitation, and came to the door of the ruins of the temple in the blink of an eye.

The chief mage Sidrix, who was observing the situation here, instantly noticed the abnormality, and immediately activated the trigger spell on his body without hesitation. In an instant, "Stone Skin", "Protection from Magic Weapons", "Spell Immunity" protection system, "Spell Reversal", etc., were all blessed on the body, and the speed was jaw-dropping.

Perhaps it is because there are too many murders in the dark elf society. His vigilance is several times higher than that of the mages on the surface, and he hardly despises him. He completely follows the routine of dealing with powerful enemies, and there are almost no loopholes in magic protection Word.

"It's really a perfect defensive measure. As a mage, I really appreciate your caution." With that said, Henry lifted his invisibility and appeared on the spot with an elegant manner. His whole body is filled with huge magic power, even people who know nothing about magic can feel the deadly danger.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in front of me?" Sidi Rex asked cautiously. He didn't launch an attack immediately, but looked up and down the human in front of him, and observed the magic items on the opponent with eyes blessed with arcane vision.

Hearing this kind of question that was obviously delaying time, Henry smiled disdainfully: "Hehe, don't waste your efforts, every piece of equipment on my body has been shielded by magic, and the arcane vision can't get any useful information at all. Now you have two choices, the first is to surrender and become my servant. The other is to be destroyed by me, from soul to body. Don’t even think about running away, because I won’t give you this chance.”

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