The female drow who appeared in front of Brian was a mage.
He could feel the rich magic power emanating from the other party's body.
Logically speaking, in any city ruled by drow elves, most of the women are priests, while the men are warriors and mages.
But the group of female drow that appeared in front of them obviously subverted the world's understanding of drow elves.
This group of female drow are mainly warriors, and a few are spellcasters whom they despise.
This is a bit intriguing.
However, for Brian, he only needed to think for a moment to roughly understand the reason.
After all, a group of deviants are inevitable everywhere.
It is the emergence of such a group of deviants that prevents an ethnic group from being blindly conservative, and will always produce subversive changes due to several violent turmoils.
Of course, this change may be progress or backwardness.
With the appearance of this female drow mage, the scene became silent as if the air had been frozen.
Only the naked female drow warrior borrowed a piece of clothing and cloak from her companions in a panic to cover her body as smooth and smooth as ink jade.
Regarding this situation, Brian didn't say anything. He just stood quietly and looked at the female mage who appeared with interest.
Finally, the female drow mage took the lead to break the silence and said in a cold voice, "Your Excellency is really good at it. With the confinement of the world and the disintegration spell, you can easily imitate the illusion of your superb swordsmanship. I have to say, This mage is very strong, but also very ignorant."
She walked forward, crossed her arms, narrowed her red eyes slightly, stared at Brian meaningfully, and said with a smile. Human mage, I’m curious, does your courage come from ignorance or arrogance?”
"Beautiful Ms. Drow, what do you think?" Brian met the female mage's gaze without showing any signs of weakness, looked at her unscrupulously, and said with a smile, "Do you think I look ignorant?"
"Not bad, not bad." Faced with Brian's rude attitude, Master Drow was not only not angry, but also had a smile on his lips, "You are very arrogant and interesting, but you just don't know Can your arrogance match your strength?"
The female drow mage looked eager to try.
She raised her hand, and the cloak on her body came off. She was wearing a luxurious purple robe that highlighted the elf's delicate figure. The patterns on the collar and cuffs were dotted with the emblem of the Drow family, and her In his hand, he held a short staff inlaid with rubies, and his eyes were full of provocation, as if he wanted to teach Brian a lesson.
"So, you want to give it a try?" Brian had never seen anything before, and he subconsciously glanced at the drow warrior wrapped in a cloak.
The latter was frightened like a frightened deer, and when he reacted, he was like a wild cat with explosive fur, baring his teeth at him.
Brian smiled and said to the waiting female mage, "I can think that you, the beautiful drow mage, admire my superb swordsmanship and want me to give you a new hairstyle. Is that so?”
“Ignorant humans are still so stubborn.” A sneer appeared at the corner of the drow female mage’s mouth, and the subordinate next to her seemed to know her boss’s character very well. Backed a long distance.
Then, accompanied by a high-spirited chant, the drow female mage suddenly stepped forward and raised the staff in her hand.
A bright red, hot fire shot out from it and flew straight towards Brian.
Suddenly the surrounding air began to heat up.
The originally cold stones in the cave began to turn slightly red in the face of this heat, as if awakened by the flames. The shimmering moss burned instantly under the touch of the fire. , its speed is so fast that it seems to disappear into the invisible.
The wall of fire formed by the raging flames instantly engulfed Brian's figure, like a burning painting. The drow elves, who turned into melon-eating crowds, looked at this scene with proud expressions on their faces, as if they had foreseen the coming victory.
However, amidst the hustle and bustle of this melon-eating crowd, the drow female mage's heart quietly sank.
The flame made of magic was not a mindless attack. She could clearly feel that the flame did not actually hit the target.
She missed.
The intuition from countless magic training told her that she must react immediately at this moment.
The female mage firmly grasped the staff again, the tip of the staff trembling slightly.
She instantly noticed changes in the air flow and energy around her.
As she used her staff hard, a violent whirlwind suddenly erupted from beneath her feet and spread rapidly.
The whirlwind is sharp and violent, causing the air to rotate and condense into countless sharp whirlwind blades, making a sharp sound.
In this violent whirlwind, there is an icy breath.
Little bits of ice dust condensed and emerged in the whirlwind, like winter snow.
This scene of ice and fire forms an amazing picture in the cave.
Faced with this situation, Brian made a thought and lightly summoned a magic shield composed of arcane fire and cursed fire, which easily swallowed up all the attacks of the drow mage.
The hot elemental energy surrounded him, violent and unruly, like a wild horse that was about to run away at any time.
The melon-eaters and the drow mages who saw this scene all looked in disbelief.
Especially the drow mage, as a spell caster who has just stepped into the legendary realm, no one knows better than her that the spell she created by combining three elements can be intertwined to hit the enemy. Finally, how terrible it is.
Even spell casters with medium-level legendary strength dare not say that they can take over this spell of their own. At most, they can use spell countermeasures and magic barriers to gradually dissolve this violent energy.
But this strange and mysterious human mage in front of him did it.
Not only did he do it, his expression reflected in the firelight also looked relaxed and at ease.
Immediately afterwards, the drow mage saw Brian's eyes slightly condensed, and the violent magical energy surrounding him, as he stretched out his hand to point at himself, suddenly became like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, menacingly. Rushed over.
When the Drow Master saw this situation, his heart was like ten thousand wild horses galloping past.
Not only did this person easily defuse his own attack, he was also able to retaliate and bounce his own attack back.
The drow mage did not dare to be careless, so he quickly held up his shield and concentrated on resisting this violent attack.
The moment this violent energy hit the drow mage's thick shield.
A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and the scorching fire was intertwined with bone-chilling frost and cold wind, mercilessly engulfing the drow mage. (End of this chapter)