Lord of Spells from Faerûn

"Ding!" The long sword hit the blue dragon's nails, and a huge force came along the dragon's claws. The blue dragon looked down in disbelief. This time, Jerome actually blocked his attack!

"Roar! Damn ants! Who do you think I am! I am the great ruler of the sky, Desert Thunder, eh."

The blue dragon roared angrily. He was humiliated when a golden dragonborn resisted his attack. He suffered so many setbacks from the beginning of the battle to the present that he finally couldn't bear the outburst.

But just in the middle of the sentence, three scarlet magic missiles hit his face, making him dizzy.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jerome pushed hard, pushing the blue dragon's claws away, and stabbed him in the stomach with his sword.

"Pfft." The sharp long sword cut through the hard dragon scales and sank into the blue dragon's belly. He raised it and the huge gash opened instantly.

"Roar!" The seriously injured blue dragon covered its stomach with one claw and swung its tail wildly. It was as powerful as a whip and knocked Jerome flying into the air, vomiting blood.

At this time, Zach and Tongluo also rushed up, picking up their weapons and attacking the blue dragon who was clutching his stomach.

"Bloody fury!" "Gigantization!" Imrik released two spells in succession to strengthen the copper furnace. The entire cow grew larger, and its eyes glowed with blood.

Tongluo used the scimitar he had just picked up in his hand to slash the blue dragon's tail hard, splitting it into two pieces. When Zach was about to hit his feet with a hammer, the crazy Dautil said: Swinging his giant claw, he knocked them both away.

The blue dragon gasped angrily, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he was ready to run away. This was the first time since he was born that he had been so seriously injured, leaving the green hills behind, and not afraid of running out of firewood.

So he flapped his wings and prepared to fly away.

Imrik sneered, "It's no longer possible now, are you ready to run away?"

He raised his finger and pointed at the blue dragon: "Downdraft!"

Third-circle Druid magic - downdraft.

A chaotic hurricane appeared next to the blue dragon. The powerful suppression effect directly caused his takeoff to fail, and he even struggled to flap his wings.

Seeing that the blue dragon was trapped in place, Imric raised his hands with relief and began to cast a spell: "Negative energy burst!"

A necromantic version of the fireball spell exploded on the blue dragon. The strong necromantic aura tore at his flesh, and a weak curse turned his dragon blood into filthy black.

"Negative energy bursts!" Another spell was cast, and another deep black necromantic aura burst out.

After being weakened by three debilitating rays, being seriously injured, and having the organs in his stomach exposed, and enduring two bursts of negative energy, Dautil finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

"Boom!" The huge body fell to the ground, and the dying blue dragon vomited black blood and looked at the human being walking towards him. He didn't even have the strength to say a word for mercy.

Imric walked up to the huge head of the blue dragon, tilted his head and considered: "What should I do with you, Lord of the Sky?"

Lan Long used all his strength and said in a dying voice: "Don't be complacent. Master Mage will not let you go."

Imric's eyes narrowed, Sect Master? This guy actually has a clan master.

Sect Master is a title unique to blue dragons. Generally, only at least adult blue dragons are eligible to obtain this title. The so-called Sect Master is a person who relies on strong strength to dominate the surrounding blue dragons that are weaker than him. The Sect Master of a young blue dragon. The guarantee is also an adult blue dragon.

Imrik sighed. In this case, he had to kill this blue dragon. Originally, he thought about whether there was a chance to imprison the other party and torture him day and night to gain his allegiance. But now it is different. One of them is at least an adult. A dragon-level blue dragon may come looking for his subordinates at any time.

Thinking of this, Imric called Jerome.

"Kill him and get out of here quickly. This blue dragon has a master."

When Jerome heard this, his face turned serious, he took out his sacred sword and struck the blue dragon hard, cutting off his head.

Imrik nodded with satisfaction. Although he wanted to kill the other party, he did not want to do it himself. Who knew if there would be some way for the other party's leader to identify the murderer.

After killing the blue dragon, the caravan reorganized its goods. Although a few guards died, it didn't cause any harm. They took the time to get back on the road.

Of course, before leaving, Imric cut off part of the dragon scales, dragon nerves, dragon heart meat, dragon claw powder, and took some dragon blood. These are all precious materials.

A few hours later, a huge blue dragon flew to the place where Dautil died.

He retracted his wings and landed on the ground, silently looking at Dautil's messy body.

After a while, he raised his head and roared, with strong hatred in his voice. Although Dautil was not his biological child, he dared to desecrate the body of a blue dragon so unscrupulously. This is a big deal for the blue dragon who values ​​family values. Said, it is simply unrelenting hatred.

He suddenly flew into the sky and rushed towards Imrik and others.

At night, Imric and others arrived at an oasis, where the Bedai barbarians were also running.

After paying the entrance fee of one gold coin per person, the caravan entered this oasis to take a short rest.

"Today was really exciting. We actually killed a dragon. Can you believe it?!" Everyone in the Dragonlance Adventure Group pulled a pile of firewood by the lake and sat in front of the fire, drinking wine and chatting with each other.

Imrik smiled slightly. After a stressful day, it was really nice to rest by the lake.

"Haha, Hamlein, it's not me. What does this dragon have to do with you? I took a hammer and charged at it. What about you?" The dwarf Zach laughed at the useless barding in the battle while drinking. poet.

Hamlein took a sip of wine angrily. Although he did not contribute much, it did not affect him from incorporating today's deeds into his poems.

Jerome also smiled and said to the copper furnace at this time: "Thank you, Tauren, you helped a lot today."

Tongluo touched his horns in flattery. He didn't know what madness this paladin had gone to, and he actually thanked himself, a chaotic and evil creature.

Everyone just chatted and played around the fire, laughing and drinking. After drinking to their heart's content, Hamlein took out his xylophone and played songs for everyone while singing a poor poem he had written.

Domira wildly mocked Hamlein's cultural level as the worst bard he had ever seen, but this did not affect the other party's interest in singing a song.

"Roar!!!!"

A shocking roar suddenly appeared in the sky above the oasis. In the dark night, a looming figure of a huge real dragon was suspended in the air, and the sound like thunder resounded in everyone's ears.

"Who! Who killed Dautil!"