A mysterious arcane energy surged quietly in the surrounding air, as if an ancient magic spell had been awakened.
In an instant, a huge wave of powerful energy was set off out of thin air. Its power was like a landslide and tsunami, impacting everything around it with a force that cannot be underestimated.
This huge wave of energy is surging, like the roar of a giant, shocking people.
Under the impact of this energy, the bald man's body seemed to be severely beaten by huge waves in the strong wind.
His skinny body was like a fallen leaf under the impact of energy, helpless to resist.
With a deafening bang, he was hit against the hard wall. The sound of broken bones was like a harsh hammer strike, making people feel heart-stopping.
The blood stains on the walls bear witness to the pain he endured.
A stream of blood spurted out from the bald man's mouth, staining his clothes and the ground red.
The staff he held tightly in his hand became his only support at this moment.
However, no matter how hard he tried to stand up, the severe pain and weakness prevented him from moving.
"If you can talk well, there won't be so many things." Brian looked at the seriously injured bald man who was paralyzed, shrugged helplessly, and then walked to the guy's side.
At this moment, Brian thought, and a deep purple energy instantly rose from his palm.
Under the influence of this energy, the only hope to support the bald man - the staff inlaid with the beholder's main eye, was surrounded by this energy, as if it had been endowed with some mysterious power.
The staff that was originally tightly held in the bald man's hand began to loosen under the influence of this energy.
With just a flick of Brian's hand, the staff was forcibly separated from the bald man's hand and fell into his hand.
Without any hesitation, Brian cast a disintegrating spell, and the staff was destroyed on the spot, leaving only a beholder main eye that widened in surprise.
The main eyes stared at Brian with a very human look, and the blood-colored eye sockets were full of fear.
Brian didn't pay attention. With a stroke of the ectoplasm crystal, he sealed it in the crystal where time was almost at a standstill, and easily pocketed it.
After getting what he wanted, Brian ignored the fact that the staff he was proud of was destroyed, causing the bald man to spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted completely, and continued to attack the beholder's lair. Exploring the depths of.
After passing through a dark and narrow passage, Brian finally came to the place where the beholder tyrant imprisoned his slaves.
This is a complex, maze-like mine and quarry.
What surprised Brian was that under the flickering miner's lamp, there were countless slaves in ragged clothes. Their faces were ruddy and they were strong. Even when they worked, they looked very hard, and their faces were full of joy. with a happy smile.
This scene looks like a group of social animals who have been brainwashed by being painted pie, and are willing to do 996, without even a trace of complaint in their hearts.
I am afraid this scene can only be seen in Pangdonglai.
At the same time, beholders with small eyes continued to release dissociation rays at the hard rocks in the mining area to assist the slaves in mining.
For a moment, Brian even felt that there was a tacit understanding between this group of slaves and their masters.
At a casual glance, he discovered that the slaves were mainly hard-working dwarves. There was no way anyone could make this race naturally suitable for mining. If Brian had chosen it, the same would have been true for him.
Secondly, there are a group of big-bodied orcs and humans who are responsible for pushing carts and carrying stones and minerals, as well as a few drow elves who do fine processing. Each slave bears the mark of Karazkar on his forehead: a scar that resembles an open eye.
The moment Brian stepped into the mine, a group of beholders seemed to sense the prelude of the storm, and their bodies shone with a cold blue light in the darkness.
"Enemies are coming. Let's all gather here at Ala'Adolt. Whoever runs the fastest will be the most perfect creation of the Great Mistress. Haha... Ala'Adolt arrived first. Ala'Adolt is the one who comes. The most perfect creation of the Great Mother. "
A beholder's sharp cry broke the tranquility of the surrounding air. It was like a voice stuffed with chicken feathers, like a sharp blade cutting silk. Heart palpitating.
All the beholders were like steel attracted by a magnetic field, and they gathered together instantly.
At this time, Brian seemed to be in the center of the storm, surrounded by rays of gaze like a storm.
"Attack! Attack!" The beholder who called himself Ala Adolt shouted and hid secretly at the end of the team.
In an instant, crazy and violent energy gathered in the beholder group, and the rays exploded in the sky like fireworks. They were colorful and varied, including weakening, thickening, dissociation, petrification, sunfire, death, and other weird and bizarre phenomena. The rays shot towards Brian overwhelmingly.
Faced with the flood of attacks, a trace of disdain flashed in Brian's eyes.
He raised his hand easily, and an invisible force gathered in his palm, instantly forming an indestructible barrier.
This barrier seemed to be carved out of the strongest gemstones, easily blocking attacks. Each ray splashed ripples on the barrier and was easily resolved.
Seeing these confused beholders seeing that the rays were useless and wanting to charge towards him with bared teeth, Brian had a sly smile on his lips.
His thoughts moved slightly, and the surrounding air seemed to feel his will. The hot fire element energy danced crazily, condensing into a more powerful spell at a speed visible to the naked eye - the enhanced version of 'Yang Flame Explosion'.
This skill seems to be condensed with blazing heat that is hotter than the sun. With every word, almost in the blink of an eye, a hot and dazzling light burst out in the dim underground tunnel.
The light is like the scorching sun at noon in midsummer, scorching and dazzling.
Under the illumination of this light, the group of beholders were like snow wolves illuminated by the sun, instantly losing their ability to resist.
The main eyes on their bodies and the small eyes on their tentacles were unable to see under this light, and they suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the sound was like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky
Under this blazing flash, the bodies of the beholder began to ignite with white flames.
The flames seemed to burn from within their bodies and spread throughout their bodies.
Under the burning flames, the beholder instantly turned to ashes, leaving only bursts of burnt odor and floating dust.
An enhanced version of the spell can easily clean up these noisy beholders.
Brian waved his hand, and a strong wind stirred up, blowing away the dust of the beholders in the air.
Then, he stood on the high platform and looked down at a group of slaves who had put down their work.
"Guys, you are free now. Let's go back to our homes and find our mothers."
Brian used the amplification spell to say to the slaves below.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that these slaves were all looking at him with hatred. (End of this chapter)