Lord of Spells from Faerûn
Chapter 71 Death caused by greed
The muscular man looked back at him. Although he was wearing a mage's robe, the Bedai barbarian's worship of muscles prevented him from being afraid of this lean mage.
He sneered and said: "Masters are all smart people. Let me tell you straight away. I don't need to say more about the role of your water bag in the desert. If you are willing, I can buy it at the original price. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. ”
Imrik frowned. It was true that he was not at a loss if he bought it at the original price, but what would he drink during such a long journey? Should he spend more money to buy the expensive water sold by his tribe? It would be good to pay attention to it.
The mage looked up at the other party, his pupils slightly widened, brilliant colors swirling in his pupils, and he said softly: "Give up the water bag."
The Bedai barbarian in this warrior profession is still determined, but under the powerful magic power of the mage, he fell into sluggishness after not holding on for long, and kept repeating: "Give up the water bag. Give up the water bag."
The Bedai barbarian men nearby saw this scene and shouted angrily: "Damn mage! What kind of magic did you do! Change him back quickly, or you will wait for me to cut off your little white face and stick it on On the wall!"
Imrik turned his head sharply and stared at them expressionlessly. He was tired of dealing with this group of stupid barbarians. If he had not taken into account the possible power behind them, he would have slaughtered them all long ago.
"Experience the severe pain!" Imrik stretched out a green ray from his hand and hit the Bedai barbarian who had just uttered such nonsense. Unspeakable severe pain instantly filled his body. He fell to the ground and wailed in pain, scratching frantically with his nails. own chest.
"Arkhan!" Seeing their fellow tribesmen being tortured, the others took out their weapons one after another. Everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group was not to be outdone, and everyone looked at each other eagerly.
Although there were no wounds on his body, the Bedai barbarian who was struck by the severe pain was wailing crazily on the ground, as if he had suffered the most cruel torture in the world.
A Bedai barbarian finally couldn't bear it anymore. He roared angrily, picked up the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Imric.
The black-robed mage glanced at him coldly and said lightly: "Seeking death."
He stretched out his finger, and the 45-point enhanced psi blast rushed towards the opponent with a burst of invisible spiritual fluctuations. A strong mental storm swept through his mind, gathering all the psi-point enhancements of a sixth-level psychic warlock. The psychic blast completely turned his brain into mush.
"Plop." The Bedai barbarian holding the long knife fell to the ground, his eyeballs exploded, and a large amount of blood flowed out from various organs.
Seeing that the two fellow tribesmen were subdued by the black-robed mage using mysterious means, the remaining Bedai barbarians finally felt a hint of fear in their hearts.
Lying on the ground suffering from "experiencing severe pain", the Bedai barbarian was already frothing at the mouth. His whole body was trembling and he begged in a small voice: "Please, please spare me and kill me."
Jerome looked on unbearably. Although he could accept the killing of evil, he could not accept such torture. He hesitated to speak, but finally mustered up the courage to say to the cold-faced black-robed mage: "Yi Xiaoyi , otherwise, let him go. If it doesn’t work, give him a happy life.”
Imrik heard Jerome say from the side, waited for a while, and stopped casting spells when he saw that the other party was about to have a mental breakdown.
He straightened his expression, looked at the other Bedai barbarians with a smile and said, "Okay, I'm not a pervert who likes to torture people. Just take him back to have a rest. I hope there won't be such boring things again." This thing bothers me, I wonder if the nobles can do it.”
There was a hint of menace in his polite voice, as if he would kill if the other person's answer dissatisfied him with anything.
But this is indeed what Imrik is thinking at this time. As a lonely mage, he can still pretend to be polite when facing existences beyond himself, but for these idiots who don’t know the heights of the world, he has already seen them. The person behind the scenes showed mercy.
Although there are only four warriors among these people, and one of them has been controlled by suggestion, it must not be that simple to exist next to the lair of the crazy lizard people.
Just when this group of people didn't know what to do, an old voice came: "Okay, take Arkhan down, you are a disgrace."
An old man walked down the stairs, holding a wooden staff in his hand and wearing an animal robe full of strange symbols.
Imric turned his head and stared. Sure enough, there would be no spellcasters here.
The old man said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Master, our people are not very sensible. Please forgive me."
The old man looked guilty on the surface, but in fact, after some calculations, the mage just cast a spell vigorously and vigorously. Although he couldn't see what it was, it felt a bit like psychic powers.
A mage who can cast psychic powers. What kind of monster is this? Is the mind flayer wearing human skin?
The mind flayers are a mutated mind flayer. They are obsessed with the power of spells and transform themselves into lichs. Each mind flayer not only possesses powerful psychic abilities, but also has the power to learn arcane arts and can Said to be an ultimate spellcaster monster.
With deep fear, this old man lowered his posture from the beginning so that the other party could not find fault.
Imrik glanced at the other party indifferently. Although he didn't know why the other party was afraid of him, this did not affect him from following the other party's ideas.
"Greed is a good thing. It gives mankind the motivation to move forward, but if you don't have self-awareness, you really need to be disciplined." The black-robed mage said indifferently.
The old man nodded and shouted in a low voice to the people standing there stupidly: "Did you hear that? A group of people who have no self-awareness. Before provoking others, they should polish their tricks and quickly kill this embarrassing thing. Carry it away."
Immediately, he turned his head, smiled and said to the mage: "I really made you laugh, but you'd better not take out the endless water bag again. The masters of this desert don't want to see this kind of thing." Stuff comes out that affects their business.”
The old man pointed to the sky after speaking, as if there was something in his words.
Imrik remained expressionless, but his heart moved. It seemed that these people had something to do with the group of blue dragons.
Seeing that the mage on the other side was still unmoved, the old man couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the name Blue Dragon didn't scare him. It seemed that he had something.
Imric put away the endless water bag, nodded lightly and said, "I understand, thank you for reminding me, we will leave here after the sandstorm stops."
The old man nodded with satisfaction. No matter what, the most important thing is to send this dangerous person away quickly. Although there is a blue dragon above him, if he really lets the other party go on a killing spree here, then even if he can find his way back later, he will die. The tribesmen can’t come back either.
Thinking of this, he looked down at the unlucky guy whose brain was shattered by the psychic blast, and sighed, why are his people all such idiots with brains full of muscles?
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