Broad World

After lying on the ground and vomiting all the blood in his body, Henry quickly got up and drank a bottle of healing potion, and then took out an emerald with a strange luster from the dimension bag. He stared at the female priest with cold eyes, and a chilling smile appeared on his face.

"You almost killed me just now. To express my gratitude, I am going to show you an unprecedented spell. It has neither brilliant magical aura nor deafening sound. It is the first time I cast it, so please forgive me for being a little uncontrollable."

An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly rose in Dana's heart. She shouted for her teammates to leave here. But at the moment when everyone ran more than ten meters away, an invisible and intangible force quickly swept through the center of Henry, with a radius of about 30 meters. The hard rock wall seemed to be cut by an invisible sharp knife, and huge marks several meters deep appeared.

The power of this magic shocked everyone, not even a ninth-level spell could achieve such destructive power. Henry stood motionless, the green gemstone in his hand had turned into powder with the energy explosion just now. This is the magic that he spent a long time researching, using the unstable space power to indiscriminately cut the surrounding creatures. Except for a few eighth and ninth-level protective spells, nothing can stop this terrifying tearing.

According to Henry's original idea, this magic should concentrate energy into a ball and attack a target. However, space energy is difficult to control. With his current spellcasting ability, he can only roughly limit the range. As for where to cut it, it is completely impossible to determine.

Apodell got up from the ground and quickly ran back to check the situation. I saw that the head and body of the priestess had been separated, and had been cut into more than a dozen pieces below the waist. Slices are smooth as a mirror. Not even a drop of blood flowed out. He couldn't believe it. The priest who seemed so powerful was killed in an instant.

The thought of those energies roared past behind him. Apodel felt chills all over. If they didn't lie down fast enough, I'm afraid they would be the same as the corpses on the ground. Henry ignored the fear and awe in the eyes of his companions behind him, and took out a few gems to absorb the space energy from the priestess. These are all the casting materials he needs to cast this magic. If there is no space energy, the entire spell will lose the guiding energy and collapse.

Jasila touched the crack on the wall and asked, "Is this the magic you're researching? It's too dangerous! The berserk energy just now almost killed us together!"

Henry put up the energy gems he had collected, and replied with a helpless sigh: "I'm really sorry. But as you saw just now, for a priest who is deeply favored by the gods, our strength is too weak. If we don't use this dangerous magic, I'm afraid we will inevitably be killed in the end."

"Forget it this time. But it's better to say it before using it next time. I don't want to be accidentally killed by my teammates."

"Please rest assured, if it is not a last resort, this magic will not appear again in the future." Henry found a place to sit down and began to rest. The magic just now emptied all the strength in the body. Fortunately, it is a new magic that has never been seen before, and the magic reward saves the seventh-level spell slot required for casting the spell just now. But the sequelae are that within a whole day, you can no longer use any magic, otherwise you will suffer the consequences of permanent reduction in intelligence.

Seeing Henry's exhausted appearance, Apodell and Minsk took the initiative to shoulder the heavy responsibility of cleaning the battlefield. After a while, they found on the ground an enchanted greatsword, an enchanted light crossbow, an enchanted mace, and an oddly shaped enchanted chain mail. As for the equipment of other dark elves, they were all stuffed into the dimension bag.

The two mages in the team had run out of magic. Everyone had to clear out an open space and start camping to rest. Henry only drank a bowl of mushroom soup, got into the tent and began to sleep. A scroll golem faithfully guards the door. No one is allowed to disturb. Dai Nahei was very interested in the spell just now, but she obviously couldn't exchange it for something of equal value.

Apodel took back the ancient book given to him by Duke Irtan, and was trying to decipher its contents. But with his meager knowledge, he obviously didn't understand anything. Everyone soon fell asleep, and the son of Baal once again dreamed of Candlekeep, the crow, and his dead adoptive father.

Henry slept very well this time, and a full twenty-four hours of sleep allowed his body to fully recover. When he stepped out of the tent, he found that all the people were asking questions around Apodel, and listening to their conversations, it seemed that the Son of God had a nightmare again last night, and after waking up, he awakened a new ability.

Aimon was the first to notice Henry who was standing aside, and immediately described what happened to Aberdell in an eloquent manner. The person involved reluctantly showed the "summoning holy power" he had just obtained in public, and a blood-red divine power descended from the sky and filled his body. This divine spell greatly enhances the caster's strength, agility, and physique.

"A very good ability. If you use it at the right time, I believe it will surprise the enemy." Henry smiled and patted the son of Baal on the shoulder. He felt endless killing intent from the divine power just now. It seems that the gap between Apodel and Sarevok is getting smaller and smaller, and the final stage of the plan can begin when we return to Baldur's Gate next time.

After simply eating some food, Henry cast the "discernment technique" on several magic items on the ground one by one.

Underdark Chain Mail

These finely crafted elven chainmails are forged from illithid alloy, an ore found only in the deepest parts of Faerûn, which exudes powerful magic. The intricate design and runes inlaid on the surface of the armor indicate that this armor was specially made by drow priestesses. It allows the wearer to be more attuned to the gods and demigods of the Realms. Although it may be highly revered in the Underdark, it is very annoying in the eyes of surface dwellers, and those who wear it must bear the consequences.

Equipment capacity:

Greatly increases magic resistance

Wisdom automatically sets human limits

Charisma is reduced by two points

Fast Light Crossbow: "Scythe of the Army"

Some of the makeshift outposts in the Frozen Forest unearthed this weapon, along with many other treasures, in the ruins of a village. Although they didn't know who made these weapons, they used them to conquer many lands, but to no avail. They were completely defeated by the flood of hobgoblins, and unfortunately joined the ranks of the unknown predecessors.

Equipment capacity:

double the shooting speed

Mace: "Death Dealer"

The Death Dealer exudes an aura of pure chaos, a nature that makes it unusable by those who favor order. The weapon throbbed eerily as if to radiate the energy of lightning in its ferocious storm. Today, no one knows when the mace was made, who made it, and what made it.

It is speculated that it was intended to be made into a weapon that instantly kills its victims with endless lightning strikes. But its makers didn't incorporate some magical protection along with such power, so it delivers an equal electric shock to the user's hand, killing the user almost instantly. Apparently, it's aptly named.

Equipment capacity:

Slightly increased resistance to lightning

Combat ability:

There is a 15% chance that the target hit by the Death Dealer is instantly killed and the user suffers powerful lightning damage.

Greatsword: "Distance"

This simple greatsword is said to have once belonged to a notorious gladiator who displayed cunning above average in thirty-eight battles in the underground arena. Records show that the barbarian could immediately retreat into the distance after attacking an opponent, avoiding any deadly attack his foe might launch.

These stories may be far from the truth. The sword's strange ability is able to temporarily hide its wielder after a successful hit, giving the wielder time to move away from the enemy, or plan another preemptive strike.

Combat ability:

Every time you successfully hit an enemy, you have a half chance to make yourself invisible for 12 seconds

I have to say that apart from the "death trader", the other three magic items are very practical. Especially the Underdark Area chain mail armor, which is simply the ultimate armor that priests dream of. The next time is to distribute the loot. The crossbow was given to Dana Hei who had no weapons yet, and the giant sword replaced the magic flail in Apodel's hand.

The mace was thrown directly into the dimensional bag. This kind of weapon that hurts both others and oneself is not easy to use except those lunatics from the chaotic camp. The Underdark chain mail replaced the dark elf chain mail on Jaheira. At least this armor won't turn to ashes in the sun.

Loaded with a large amount of loot, everyone began to return along the same path. They planned to inform Nan Ding that Zuo Nan had been killed when they passed by Nasikai. Although this guy who claims to be a scholar is an out-and-out liar, since he is dead, everyone doesn't want to worry about it.

The mine and the town were not far away, and a group of people rushed along the main road, and it took only half a day to arrive at the hotel in the town. After inquiring with the boss, I learned that Nanding was walking beside the stone bridge in the town. Everyone hurried to the bottom of the stone bridge again, when suddenly a voice sounded behind them.

"How? Have you found Zuo Nan and the book?"

Apodel, who was startled, immediately turned around, and after realizing that it was Nanding, he sighed slightly, and took out a blood-stained robe from his backpack. "We found the book, but unfortunately... Zuo Nan is dead."

"Where is the book? Quickly show it to me!" Nan Ding didn't care about the blood-stained robe, and immediately leaned over to ask loudly about the whereabouts of the book.

His attitude immediately aroused Apodel's vigilance. He carefully put his hand on the hilt of his sword and shouted loudly: "Stand back! Otherwise, I will draw out my weapon to defend myself!"

A weird smile appeared on Nandin's face, and he used the "Hand of the Mage" to steal the ancient book from the backpack of the Son of Baal. He laughed out loud after a few quick pages and realized it was true. "Zuo Nan is a fool! He actually left me alone, and he can still trust those dark elves. Now the book is mine! And you can all go to die!" (To be continued...)