Chapter 374: Prophet Dakasan
An elegant elf appeared out of thin air in Brian's sight.
His long golden hair was meticulously combed back, his white leather armor was stamped with the mark of a stag with eye-catching horns, and his slender sword blade hung at his waist.
I saw him looking at Brian expressionlessly, with a ruthless chill in his deep dark green eyes.
Brian was about to ask when he suddenly noticed that the opponent seemed to be slowly but extremely quickly pulling out the phantom-like lightsaber, and then slashed it diagonally to the lower right, making a starting gesture. , and in the next moment, it turned into a shadow without warning and rushed forward.
Swordsinger's sword skills?
Seeing the elf's attack, Brian's eyes flashed with surprise.
However, he quickly calmed down and waved the staff in his hand, and a hot fireball appeared out of thin air, exploded immediately, turned into a rain of fire, and swayed forward overwhelmingly.
Right now, he was not sure whether this strange elf was an enemy or a friend, and whether there was any misunderstanding between the two sides, so Brian did not use his full strength.
In his opinion, the Elf Swordsinger charging forward could not resist his move at all.
For melee professionals, the most difficult thing for them to resist is the large-scale attack spell like the one he just cast.
Facing this overwhelming scorching rain of fire, it is very difficult to fight a way out of this encirclement.
But what Brian didn't expect was that just when the Elf Swordsinger was about to enter the range of his spell, he actually turned around gracefully, as if he had completely seen through the fire that was used to confuse him. It wiped away like rain.
The scene in front of him surprised Brahn. He didn't expect that he could see through at a glance that his fire rain was just an illusion, and he still retained the real killing move.
At this moment, the Elf Swordsinger, who had escaped the range of the spell, immediately stabbed forward. The blade wrapped in shadow energy was silent, like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass. Take a bite.
At this time, the venomous snake lurking in the darkness finally struck out and stretched out its sharp teeth towards the prey.
What a fast speed!
Seeing the sudden shadow appearing beside him, Brian was startled. He instantly activated the Flash Technique and disappeared out of thin air.
The moment he appeared, the Elf Swordsinger moved again.
Along with the high-pitched sound of the sword, a faint light appeared on the dim long sword in his hand. With the swing of the elf, light spots like a storm roared out, overwhelming the sky and the earth. It flooded towards Brian like a wave.
Brian did not choose to dodge, and calmly held up the defensive barrier.
He stood calmly on the spot, raised his staff and waved it lightly, and a giant net intertwined with jumping electric light fell from the sky and covered the Elf Sword Singer.
Since he mastered the two professional specialties of "Arcane Shaping" and "Arcane Control" and reached the level of mid-level legend, Brian has gained the ability to control spells more flexibly.
This ability allows him to cast spells without having to follow the rules in the spell list.
The spells he releases will always produce unique effects under the control of his thoughts.
Just like the power grid he released at this moment, it was completely a combination of the second-level spell "Spider Web" and the third-level spell "Lightning Beam".
At the moment when the flashing purple net was about to cover the Elf Sword Singer, the other party waved his sword, and violent air waves suddenly shot out from the dots of sword light, and then collided with the power grid. A deafening roar erupted.
At this moment, a crisp low whistle suddenly sounded.
Then, Brian was keenly aware that a green shadow was passing through the power grid and heading toward him quickly.
Seeing this, his expression couldn't help but change. He obviously didn't expect that this green light and shadow could penetrate directly from the smallest gap in the power grid he released.
In desperation, Brian had no choice but to remove the power grid that guided him, and with a solemn look he propped up a thick wind wall condensed from the wind element, intending to resist the swordsinger's exquisite sword skills.
And just as he put away the electric grid to defend himself, the soul bird, which looked like an arrow eagle, had already spread its wings and soared, and hit the wind wall propped up by Brian.
"Boom!"
The moment the two moves condensed with the energy of the wind element collided, a violent gust of wind rose from the ground, causing the entire hall to shake slightly, and even Brian and the Elf Swordsinger also swayed and couldn't help but take two steps back.
But the arrow-eagle-like soul bird did not dissipate. Instead, due to this collision, the power of the wind element around it became stronger and stronger.
But this bird had no intention of continuing to attack. Instead, it hovered in mid-air, as if it was accumulating strength. Obviously, it was not unscathed by the collision just now.
“It’s a bit interesting.”
Seeing this situation, Brian narrowed his eyes slightly, and at the same time, he waved the staff in his hand, and the gorgeous light containing the energy to dispel magic suddenly tore into pieces. The wind was so strong that it was almost blinding.
Immediately afterwards, the high-pitched sword song sounded again.
As the Elf Swordsinger waved bright flames with the sharp blade in his hand, the surrounding temperature rose in the blink of an eye, and dark red ripples flashed in the air.
Then, accompanied by a loud roar like a dragon, the blazing flames suddenly swept across the ground, sweeping past like waves under the strong wind.
At the same time, under the deep dragon roar, a giant dragon that was only the size of a calf but was burning with fire appeared from it. It roared angrily, vibrated its wide dragon wings, and splashed The flying sparks opened their fangs and claws and pounced on Brian.
The Elf Swordsinger also swayed and turned into an afterimage, followed closely by attacking Brian's side with his long sword.
"This swordsinger has two brushes." Seeing this, Brian thought to himself.
Not only did the opponent master three different styles of sword songs at the same time, one of the sword songs was actually the Dragon School sword song that had been completely lost since the fall of Mis Drono.
After all, as a product of the combination of martial arts and magic, sword singers' various styles of sword songs are often passed down to apprentices from generation to generation by mentors in small schools everywhere.
Even the latest sword song among them has at least hundreds of years of history.
But because the elves have long lives, the originators of these styles may still be able to personally teach their own skills.
Most of the Swordsinger schools are located on the Isle of Evermeet or Everriska. Although Myth Drannor once had a school, the destruction of the city caused those surviving apprentices to be lost to the world. everywhere.
Brian is not in the mood to think about where these lost sword songs came from. For him, the crisis at hand is more important.
Although this kind of thing is unlikely to kill him, as a great arcanist with a strength of medium legend, if he is forced to this point, it will be very shameless.
So facing the attack of the Elf Swordsinger, Brian just snorted coldly, and then waved his staff, and the overwhelming purple electric grid and wind wall barrier appeared again, blocking the dragon's attack. .
But this did not make this giant dragon transformed from the sword song have any fear.
Faced with Brian's counterattack, it just hovered in the sky, arched its body, swooped down suddenly, and then opened its mouth burning with flames.
“Boom!”
Hot dragon flames spurted from the dragon's mouth and swept towards Brian's body.
Faced with the sweeping flames, Brian used his ability to control the fire element to sacrifice the arcane fire in his body.
In an instant, brilliance appears!
The arcane fire flashing with blue and white flames only flashed slightly. To the menacing flames, this flash was just like the lightning in the violent storm.
Dazzling, but not lasting.
In just a moment, it disappeared into the blazing flames.
However, this is enough.
Because the flames that swept across were all extinguished suddenly.
There was no warning, and even the Elf Swordsinger couldn't see clearly what happened. He only saw a ray of light shining through the flames, and then the flames disappeared instantly, except for the blackened ones. Beyond the sparks flying everywhere on the ceiling and in the air, it was as if the terrifying dragon's breath just now didn't exist at all.
Although Brian stopped the attack of the flame dragon, he was not able to stop the Elf Swordsinger and the Arrow Eagle Phantom who circled around and attacked again.
The elf who noticed the change at this moment had no intention of retreating. On the contrary, he gritted his teeth fiercely, retracted and retracted his sword, and stabbed forward again.
Explosive Blade, activated.
The circling and flying light blades flew again, attacking Brian.
The phantom of the Arrow Eagle, transformed from the pure wind element, also received the order from the Elf Swordsinger at the same time. It flapped its wings, slid over at low altitude, and flew towards Brian's right and lower side. .
The flame dragon, which missed the attack, retreated again, crossed with the shadow of the Arrow Eagle, and pounced on Brian's left side.
The breath of fire spread in the air, and under the claws of the flame dragon, four bright sparks followed the trajectory of the hunter.
“It turns out there are not three, but four sword songs.” Brian was once again surprised by this mysterious elf sword chanter.
But what puzzled him was that the opponent's strength was obviously around the mid-level legend, and he also mastered four powerful sword songs, so why his attacks seemed a bit rigid.
Of course, even if the attack is rigid, it is still quite threatening to Brian.
If you were an ordinary professional, facing a three-sided attack like the Elf Swordsinger, you would definitely be at a loss or choose to attack the Swordsinger first by shooting the man and the horse, but Brian's choice was Completely different.
The first person he found was not the Elf Swordsinger.
I saw him calmly raising his staff, and an instantaneous nine-level spell "Mordenkainen's Disintegration" accurately hit the flaming dragon trying to sneak attack from his side.
A destructive energy suddenly locked onto the flame dragon's body, causing it to turn into roaring flames with an angry wail.
Then, Brian took the opportunity to release another nine-ring spell "Black Blade of Disaster". A huge dark crack appeared in front of Brian, and then a dark sword formed from dimensional space cut through the space and appeared in front of the Arrow Eagle shadow, completely blocking its attack.
And just when the phantom of the Arrow Eagle was falling unsteadily downwards under the sweep of the Black Blade of Calamity, Brian's fireball, which was concentrated to the extreme, accurately hit it, shattered and flew towards it. on the light blade.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion sounded, and the wave of flames instantly lifted the attacking Elf Sword Singer away, slamming it onto the wall.
The sharp sword in the hand of the Elf Swordsinger could not withstand the huge impact and completely shattered, breaking into several pieces and flying apart.
At this moment, Brian launched a counterattack. The staff in his hand flashed again, and hundreds of fist-sized micro-meteors, like a galloping swarm of locusts, flooded towards the Elf Swordsinger.
However, what surprised Brian was that facing this kind of battle, the Elf Swordsinger was not nervous. He just raised his right hand and made a grasping gesture in the void, and then his mind moved.
"Ouch——!!!"
The flaming dragon that was defeated by Brian using "Mordenkainen's Disintegration Technique" actually condensed into shape in mid-air and let out a loud howl. Call.
Then it swooped forward fiercely, its entire body wrapped in blazing flames, and rushed towards Brian who was not far away.
But this time, Brian was finally no longer polite.
He snorted coldly, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the light reappeared, but for a moment, the flaming dragon condensed by the Dragon Sect's sword song completely dissipated in the air.
Then, he immediately activated the arcane sequence, and the overwhelming brilliant magic mercilessly submerged the Elf Swordsinger and Arrow Eagle phantoms, and disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the empty hall, Brian nodded thoughtfully.
As he expected, this mysterious elf swordsinger was not a real person, but more like a phantom condensed by some kind of magic.
He lost no time and continued walking towards the depths of the Tower of Wind Song.
During this period of walking, it was extremely thrilling for Brian.
In addition to the Elf Swordsinger who just caused him a little trouble, he also met Elf Ranger, Elf Rogue, Elf Warrior and Elf Priest respectively.
Except for their different clothing and professional characteristics, these phantoms all look like the same person.
What surprised Brian the most was that the strength of these phantoms all remained around mid-level legendaries, and every phantom brought him a lot of trouble.
After solving five phantoms in a row, Brian walked to the deepest part of the Tower of Wind Song, a tall tower made entirely of ancient oak trees.
The room's wooden floors were cracked and smelled of damp and musty, and the curved exterior walls were inlaid with large cloud-shaped glass panels that allowed a view of the treetops outside.
Every breeze that moves the leaves outside these windows seems to create an air current.
A tree trunk forms the central pillar of this room, with leafy branches taking up much of the interior.
Carved trees, animals, and birds decorate the room's wooden walls, and a mural shows a blond-haired elven mage gazing into a crystal ball.
The appearance of this elf mage is obviously the same person as the phantom that Brian encountered.
Much of the mural on the walls is made of wood, its natural grain and color presenting scenes in shades of tan, ivory, tan and brown.
The crystal ball the mage stares at is a disc of the purest blue quartz.
Ferns, mosses and flowering vines grow profusely on and around a clever set of large rocks at the center of this circular room.
The stone comes in many colors and textures, and in the east area of the room, there are several upholstered chairs and low tables, most of which look worn and worn.
Brian also noticed a graceful staircase that curved downwards in the southwest area of the room, and another that curved upwards in the northwest area.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally walked up cautiously.
After entering the room on the second floor, the first thing that caught Brian's eyes was three 10-foot-tall bookcases placed in niches in the walls of this brightly lit room.
In the center of the room sits a leather-covered table and a set of straight-backed chairs. The bookshelf looked to be only about two-thirds full, and the table was filled with neat piles of damaged books.
Just when Brian was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a blond male elf in a long green cloak, his graceful figure rising from the floor beneath his feet like a phantom.
The elf's age is difficult to judge, but his solemn expression and deep, wise eyes suggest that wisdom is gained the hard way.
"I feel like I already know you," he said. "You can call me Dakasan, the ruins of this school are my territory."
Dakasan's words rang in Brian's mind, "My other selves treated you roughly , and your persistence is admirable. Should we stop arguing and have a good talk?"
Brian nodded slightly and followed Dakarsan's suggestion.
For this elf mage, he has gradually learned the true identity of Mis Drannor during his exploration of the other party.
So, he sat patiently in the room and began to ask questions to the elf mage.
After talking with Dakarsan, Brian learned that the other party turned out to be the last elder of the Tower of Wind Song, the prophet Dakarsan, who mainly served as the guardian and caretaker of the Tower of Wind Song.
It was he who predicted the demise of Myth Drannor at the beginning, but the Council of Elders in the Tower of Windsong did not pay attention to it, and in the end naturally they did not avoid this terrible disaster.
What surprised Brian even more was that when Myth Drannor was destroyed, unlike other elves who turned into ghosts or Benorlich after death, Darkasan chose to stay with the Tower of Windsong. Fusion, becoming a tower spirit-like existence.
Darkasan has been dedicated to protecting the secrets and treasures of the Tower of Windsong.
Due to the fact that few adventurers or evil people have attempted to explore the ruins of Myth Drannor over the centuries, Darkasan, as a towering spirit-like being, has gradually developed a habit of The habit of sleeping.
It is for this reason that when the Lost Lady's pursuers invaded the Tower of Windsong, they unexpectedly avoided Darkasan and briefly controlled him.
But it was also self-defeating and woke up Dakarsan from his deep sleep.
After the followers of the Lost Lady escaped with the Nether Scrolls, Darkasan took stock of the damage they had caused and made extensive repairs, even creating five projections to protect them. Tower of Windsong.
Because he used prophecy spells to perform several secret divination on Myth Drannor, he was surprised to find that the city would rise again in the future.
Although he knows many secrets, he is unwilling to expose himself. He can only use dream spells to hint at what happened in the Tower of Windsong and the lost Nese scroll.
When Brian entered the Tower of Windsong, Darkasan was aware of his presence almost immediately, and used his own projection clone to test Brian's reality.
"Then do you know why the followers of the Lost Lady stole... the Nese Scroll?"
After listening to Dakarsan's story, Brian was silent for a long time and asked: " What is their purpose of stealing the scroll?”
“I don’t know” Dakarsan shook his head slightly, “This group of followers of the Lost Lady not only stole the scroll, but also stole the Wind Song Tower. The Temple of the Mysterious Lady was completely destroyed, so I suspect that their purpose of stealing the scroll was to plot against the Magic Goddess."
"If possible," he said, "I hope your Excellency will stop their plan. , and took back the scroll and returned it to the Tower of Wind Song.”
"As far as I know, this set of scrolls does not seem to belong to your elves." Brian pondered for a moment, looked at Darkasan with a profound look, and said word by word: "But it belongs to Netheril. "
"That's true, descendants of Netheril." Faced with Brian's inquiry, Darkasan said calmly:
"But this set of scrolls is different from the other set. The scroll is different. The knowledge recorded in this scroll is more terrifying than the apotheosis technique performed by the great arcanist Karsus. It will bring unimaginable disasters to the entire world, so it was sealed in the Tower of Wind Song by us. "
"Perfect excuse." Brian commented calmly, not bothering to argue the issue with him, and continued:
"The purpose of my coming here is to prevent Ms. Lost from targeting her. The mysterious lady’s conspiracy, of course, if I have the chance, I will return the lost Nese scroll to its original owner.”
When he spoke, he emphasized the words "return the property to its original owner".
"Then thank you very much, young descendant of Netherese."
I don't know if Darkkasan heard the double meaning of Brian's words, he stood up , bowed to him respectfully, and said in a sincere tone:
"Now I have completely integrated with the Tower of Wind Song, so I cannot stay away from Mis Drannor, the young great arcanist, if there is Whatever I can do, please just ask and I will do my best to help you."
"Since you said so, I won't be polite." Brian thought for a moment and looked up at Wanyu. The phantom elf mage said:
"Through the battle just now, I understand that you can actually create five self-aware projections at the same time without being backlashed. I am very interested in the knowledge of this consciousness projection."
When he got it When he knew that Kasang could have five projections with medium-level legendary strength at the same time, and that his self-awareness would not backfire into his main consciousness, he immediately thought of Herister, who practiced the full-spirited secret method of spiritual power.
Now, it seems that this female elf has not completely integrated with the fifth personality, so he wants to get this knowledge from Daqasan to see if it can help Helist. .
“No problem.” Darkasan agreed to Brian’s request without hesitation. He said slowly:
“For a long time, the elders of the Tower of Wind Song have been seeking Create various illusions to preserve and spread their knowledge, as well as increase their own strength. With the help of the knowledge left by the elders, during the centuries I have integrated with the Tower of Wind Song, I finally understood its secrets. This book The book not only records the knowledge you need, but also the understanding of the illusion school by the elders of the Tower of Wind Song.”
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and drew a thick book in his hand, and controlled it to float in front of Brian.
After Brian took the book, he did not check it, but directly put it away, and continued, "We may not guess the purpose of the followers of the Lost Lady in stealing the Nese Scroll. What, but one person is likely to know that if she can be found, it will be of great help to stop the Lost Lady's plan."
"Who is it?" Daqasan thought thoughtfully. He looked at Brian and asked.
“Olgathra the Crazy.” Brian said:
“She was also a member of the Tower of Wind Song. She was missing forever because she touched the secret of the Lost Lady. Don’t Tell me you didn't know anything about this."
"I see, why didn't I think of it?" After hearing Brian's explanation, Dakarsan showed a look of surprise. He looked at Brian and told him the origin of the madman, "Oga Sila did not Die, but hide in Everriska.”
“Everriska?” Brian froze on the spot and muttered: “It turned out to be Everrisk. Scar..."
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(End of this chapter)