Lord of Spells from Faerûn

After cleaning up the mess in the room, Imric grabbed the Book of Endlessness and delved into it mentally.

The Endless Book grants its bearer one spell as a supernatural power every calendar year. As a poor mage lacking a source of spells, Imrik saw this as a rare way to gain new abilities.

Up to now, Imric has lived in Faerûn for two years. The Endless Book gave Imrik two abilities: one is a divine spell called the Moment of Judgment, which is said to be the ultimate spell from the angel family of the world named Valoran. The caster can release it with a gesture. Designates a target that is immune to all damage for 2.5 seconds and causes 20-level fire damage to creatures within 30 feet after 2.5 seconds.

Converted to the spell level in Faerûn, this spell can reach at least level 8. It is also the source of the confidence that gives Imrik the confidence to live alone in this dangerous world.

A spell that can be released three times a day and is invincible for 2.5 seconds with its own range of damage is a priceless treasure for mages.

Another supernatural ability is much more ordinary - the 1st level spell Burning Hands.

Yes, this ability will not only extract spells from outside Faerûn as templates for supernatural abilities, but also extract spells from Faerûn itself.

For Imrik, with the Endless Book, he will sooner or later have the ability to cast all spells infinitely, so the supernatural ability of the Burning Hand is completely useless to him. But it is also good to experience other spells in advance, but he hopes to use the precious opportunity once a year to extract more precious spells like the Moment of Holy Judgment.

After sorting out his existing spells and abilities, Imric went to the bathroom to wash up and then prepared to go to bed. As soon as he went to bed, Imric's sensitive hearing heard the noise coming from the distance.

So Imrik got up from the bed again, stood by the small window on the left side of the bedroom and looked into the distance.

The forest in the distance was faintly glowing with fire. The Twilight Forest was located to the north of Half Moon Village, and Imric's mage tower was located to the south of Half Moon Village. Imrik narrowed his eyes slightly and calculated in his mind that this distance was probably the entrance to the north of Banyue Village.

"Did those goblins come to cause trouble again?" Imrik thought in his heart.

Banyue Village is a small village, and the only professional in the village is the chairman of the village council, Gallby Finn, a level 3 warrior.

Imrik had also communicated with Galbi in the past two years and knew that he was just an ordinary warrior grandson. When Imrik first traveled through time two years ago, he encountered the harassing Half Moon Village in the Twilight Forest.

Fortunately, the fighting power of the goblins is not comparable to that of ordinary adult men. With the leadership of level 3 warriors and relying on the wooden wall of the village, the residents of Banyue Village beat the goblins to pieces and ran back crying. forest.

Imrik thought about it for a while, and then planned to go to Banyue Village to see what was going on. Now that he had been promoted to a third-level mage, he was in desperate need of new spells. He had been craving Old John's spell book for a long time.

"Perhaps, we can catch the leak..." Imrik couldn't help but feel excited. In this world where most wild mages have a master-disciple relationship, the various spells recorded by each person are not easily shared with outsiders.

Most of the spell scrolls circulating on the market are also common and easy-to-sell spells. Therefore, Imrik, the ultimate stay-at-home guy, has never had the chance to collect new spells. When Old John's caravan passed Imrik's wizard tower for the first time a year ago, Imrik proposed to him to exchange gold coins for spells. , but did not get permission. From then on, he realized that he had no chance to learn new spells just by squatting at home.

So he made up his mind to go out and search for some new spells after being promoted to a second-level mage, whether it was buying them in Deepwater City, the mage holy land he had visited before, or going on an adventure to pick up corpses. And this time, it's a good opportunity.

Imric put on his black mage robe, took the Endless Book into his conscious space, picked up a sharp dagger and hung it on his waist, chanted a spell in his mouth, pointed with a gesture, and his whole body lit up. The light faded again.

After preparing himself to increase his resistance, Imrik walked out of the mage tower and came to the stable, where he took out a black horse he had raised.

Imric touched the horse's head and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Doubao."

Doubao shook his head after hearing this and sneezed proudly. Imrik climbed onto his horse and recited a spell.

Level 0 cantrip—Dancing Lights.

A trace amount of light ball condensed in Imrik's hand. Imrik held the light ball in one hand and controlled the bean bag with the other, and ran along the forest path in the direction of Banyue Village.

Imrik's mage tower is about 3.5 miles away from Half Moon Village. In about 20 minutes, Imrik arrived at Half Moon Village. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he found that the guards at the usual south exit were gone. Imrik was heartbroken. It’s clear, it seems like something really happened.

Imrik walked towards the village, and there was a noise in the distance. At this time, a mighty strong man wearing heavy armor ran over. It was Carrot, the warrior who greeted Imrik in the caravan at that time.

"Imrik! You just happened to be here, we need your help!" Carrot said anxiously, sweat dripping from his bronze-skinned face.

"Calm down, Carrot, what happened?" Imrik said to Carrot with a smile.

"Don't mention it! I'm really fucking unlucky. I never encounter goblins here usually. But today, a lot of goblins came to attack this place. That guy Finn is still holding on at the front. I I just went back to the tavern to get some flame arrows." Carrot raised the quiver in his hand.

"Lead the way, let's go see what's going on. You should be lucky that I didn't make a scroll today, and all the spell slots are still reserved." Imrik said with a smile.

Imrik thought: Let's go and check the situation first. The goblins attacked the village before and could easily drive them away without the help of the caravan. This time the situation must not be simple.

The spells he now possesses cannot allow him to completely protect himself. The shield spell can only protect against magic missiles. If he is hit by a sword, he can only sustain two or three blows at most. Improving the resistance will only make his physical strength a little stronger. The only moment of judgment that can protect oneself on the battlefield can only be used three times. Sorry if the situation is too fraught, my friends.

Having made up his mind, Imrik followed Carrot to the north exit of the village.