Chapter 155 The Divine Assistance of the Dragon Worship Cult (Five more updates, please subscribe for the first update)
The raging chaotic magic storm lasted for a full five minutes from beginning to end.
By the time it was over, the surrounding woods and monster camps had already been ravaged to pieces.
Large swaths of towering trees that once had lush branches and leaves now only have their main trunks that have been severely carbonized near the roots, and some still have embers from the fire.
As for the corpses of the dead monsters, most of them looked like rag dolls that had been smashed and run over with a sledgehammer. Their original race and appearance could not be distinguished at all, leaving only a pile of rag dolls wrapped in skins. Rotten meat.
As long as it is slightly squeezed by an external force, it will immediately explode with a bang, spraying a mixture of broken bones, flesh, and internal organs everywhere.
In addition, the surrounding magic network is also severely distorted under the influence of the chaotic magic storm. I am afraid that it will be impossible to restore it to its original state without a few months of effort.
There is no doubt that the amazing power of the card [Spell Disaster] far exceeded Zuo Si's expectations.
It may be that he involved too many magic cards in the cemetery, causing everything within the scope of the storm, including the soil and stones on the ground, to turn into tiny particles like sand.
To be precise, this land was completely deserted due to the ravages of magical power.
Looking at the doomsday scene in front of him, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Okay, now I finally know why so many places in Faerun have been turned into deserts by powerful magical power. It seems that this card will still be there in the future. It’s better to use it less. Otherwise, sooner or later, it will be regarded as a huge threat by the druids and gods who advocate the protection of nature.”
Anyone who has a little knowledge of the history and geography of Faerûn knows this.
In this ancient continent, there was no such extreme terrain as desert.
The three major deserts today are almost without exception caused by some horrific magical disasters.
In the "Kalin Desert" in the south, a large-scale war broke out between the wind djinn and the efreet djinn who came from across the plane, causing the originally prosperous and prosperous land to completely turn into an endless sea of sand.
The "Enook Desert" on the ruins of the Netherese civilization in the north was sucked dry of the vitality and magic power of the surrounding environment by the terrifying demon-sucking creature "Phaelin Demon Sunflower", eventually forming the largest desert in Faerûn. of a desert.
The easternmost "Luoyan Desert" is where another human magical civilization in ancient times, the "Imasca Empire", and the gods now known as the "Enser God System" are together. Created out of thin air during a war.
In the past, Zuo Si always felt that these legends and historical records should be greatly exaggerated.
But today, after seeing the damage caused by the [Spell Disaster] with his own eyes, he suddenly realized.
When two or more powerful magical energies intertwine with each other to form a chaotic magic storm that can sweep everything and destroy everything, everyone who tries to cast spells or use magic items nearby will automatically become a victim of chaos. Batteries powered by magic storms.
If it is a large-scale war or campaign, thousands of spellcasters are involved.
In addition, the storm can also draw part of its power from the twisted magic network.
It is not difficult to permanently change the natural environment of a large area.
After understanding the working principle of the [Spell Disaster] card, Zuo Si turned his attention to the motionless red dragon corpse lying on the ground not far away.
You don’t need to ask to know that after being ravaged by the magic storm for such a long time, Bertorgas, the male red dragon in his prime, was already dead.
However, the dragon's inherent magic resistance did not turn him into a pile of rotten flesh wrapped in skin like other monsters or the summoned mage allies.
On the contrary!
Except for the wings that were damaged by the soldiers and the Orc Rhett, and the brain that was turned into a paste by the chaotic magic storm, the rest of the body was basically intact.
Especially the thick scales covering the body surface, there are no serious scratches.
Just when Zuo Si came closer and was about to squat down to take a closer look, he suddenly felt a slight vibration on the ground.
Followed by a rapid sound of horse hooves from far to near.
In about a few minutes, a group of cavalrymen holding torches rushed in.
When they saw the huge corpse of the dragon on the ground and the surrounding environment that had been ravaged beyond recognition by the chaotic magic storm, they were all shocked and speechless.
"Thos! Are you okay?" Ailuolin was the first to turn over and jump off the horse, and immediately planned to use "Holy Treatment".
But Zuo Si waved his hand to stop him: "No need to treat me. I'm fine. I didn't suffer any harm."
"Lord Soth, was it you who caused the chaotic magic storm just now?"
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The old mage who came with the cavalry asked impatiently.
As an arcane spellcaster, he can be affected by how severely the surrounding magic network is distorted at this moment.
Most mages, warlocks and bards probably would not be able to successfully release magic in this environment.
Even if the release is successful, it will probably be far from the original effect.
"That's right. This red dragon was more difficult to deal with than I expected. He even summoned six mage allies after being injured. As a last resort, I had no choice but to use my own trump card. "
As he spoke, Zuo Si pointed at the mysterious people on the ground who had changed beyond recognition and were even blown into pieces.
However, although the bodies could not be identified, their clothing and some items were well preserved.
“What? This red dragon has allies!”
Upon hearing the news, Count Wicks Targett's expression suddenly changed. He quickly dismounted and took his entourage and soldiers with him, and began to search for valuable clues in a pile of rotten meat with a pungent smell of blood.
After a while, he and his men found six rings with almost identical shapes.
The biggest feature of these rings is that they are not set with gemstones, but with a lifelike mark.
The pattern of this mark looks like a flame with two eyes on the top and a claw on the bottom.
A high-ranking priest of Tom who was loyal and courageous just glanced at it and immediately exclaimed: "The emblem of the Dragon Worship Cult! This dragon is actually related to the Dragon Worship Cult?"
"What? The Dragon Cult? That group of crazy organizations that want to transform all dragons into dracolich, and then conquer and rule the world?"
Count Wicks Target's voice suddenly rose. Octave.
You can’t blame the lord of Mylatma City for making such a fuss.
It is true that the Dragon Worship Cult is too notorious throughout Faerûn.
Anywhere where they have frequent activities, terrible disasters will inevitably break out.
Its founder, Sammaster, was once the elector and lover of the goddess of magic. He also had an affair with Alustriel Silverhand, one of the seven sisters of the North who was also an elector.
However, under the deliberate guidance of a follower of Bane, the god of tyranny, he eventually fell into darkness due to his overly paranoid personality and fragile heart, embarking on a crazy path of no return.
Earl Wix Target shuddered at the thought that there was an evil red dragon collaborating with the Dragon Cult near his territory.
After all, a living dragon is difficult enough to deal with.
If this dragon transforms itself into a lich that can be infinitely resurrected, and comes to cause trouble near Mylatma every once in a while, no one can resist it.
"Fortunately, he and the members of the Dragon Worship Cult are all dead. Otherwise, if he were seriously injured and ran away, the consequences would be unimaginable." The old mage sighed with lingering fear.
The high-ranking priest loyal to Tom, the Body of Courage, nodded with deep understanding: "Yes! If a dragon is too seriously injured, those madmen will take the opportunity to persuade him to accept the ritual of transforming into a dracolich. Once the transformation is successful, this dragon will definitely seek revenge and even secretly plot a terrible conspiracy."
It must be said that these allies of the Dragon Worship Cult suddenly summoned by Bertorgas directly made Zuo Si save. I drooled over a lot of explanations.
As the saying goes, "Facts speak louder than words."
Nothing can arouse people's tension more than an evil red dragon and the Dragon Cult.
(End of this chapter)