Arcane Journey

Chapter 195 Violent Psion

"Wait a moment!"

At the end of the battle, Brian grabbed Helliste's delicate hand and signaled her not to leave for now.

With a slightly dazed expression, Helisite stopped, twisted her waist gracefully, and turned around.

Brian met her beautiful eyes with trembling eyelashes. His eyes were deep and smiling, but he didn't explain too much, and ran to the battlefield that was over.

Carefully avoiding the messy corpses, he threw a mud-to-stone spell on a relatively spacious sandy ground, turning the soft sandy ground into a hard and flat rocky ground.

Then, he took out a hard dagger engraved with magic runes, activated the telekinesis ability of the Arcane Hand, controlled the dagger with concentrated mental power, and quickly and skillfully carved straight lines on the rocky ground.

There are more and more lines, and the outline of the magic circle gradually takes shape, turning into a large and complex nine-pointed star magic circle.

After engraving the magic circle, Brian put away his dagger, took out a bag of coins, and cast a simple spell. The bulging coins in the bag turned into tin-white platinum powder.

He manipulated the powder with his mind, and it fell evenly within the magic circle bit by bit.

This powder is very miraculous, no matter what it encounters, it will quickly stick together, like a tin-white silk thread embedded in the magic circle.

This is a metal powder that is ground from platinum coins that are more precious than gold coins. It is usually used by priests in some high-level purification magic.

The small bag of platinum powder in Brian's hand cost him 500 platinum coins, or 5000 gold coins.

After smearing the magic circle, he took out another bottle of holy water and poured it carefully onto the magic circle.

In an instant, drops of liquid exuding divine energy were absorbed by the platinum powder like drops of water, firmly adhering to the lines and flashing, making the entire magic circle glow with bright milky white light.

Immediately afterwards, he put some other materials in the correct position, and immediately stretched out his hand in the direction of the magic circle, spreading his spiritual power and activating the magic circle.

Accompanied by the sound of difficult and weird spells, the milky white light suddenly expanded, filling the entire magic circle in an instant, and completely shining in the desert shrouded in night.

The bright light streaked across the rotting corpses in the desert, and wisps of imperceptible light gray aura gushed out from the ground, which was instantly purified by the milky white light and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that his magic circle had played its due role, Brian nodded slightly, took out a bottle of potion for restoring energy, and drank it down in one gulp.

When this warm current surged through his limbs and veins, he finally felt that his spirit had returned to a stable and contented state.

Describing a magic circle is a very mentally exhausting job, especially this kind of large magic circle.

With his current strength, under normal circumstances, it would take at least three days of rest to draw such a large magic circle before he can restore his exhausted spirit to fullness. For him, this kind of sequelae is tantamount to nothing.

This is the horror of a well-prepared spellcaster.

Of course, these are all piled up with money, and a spellcaster without money is as embarrassed as a clever woman who can't cook without rice.

"Is this a purification circle?" Helisi stepped forward and said doubtfully, "Actually...you don't need to do this at all."

"Indeed." There was a smile on Brian's blood-recovered face.

"But the Burning Skull is transformed by the resentment left in the body of the spellcasters during their lifetime. Even if we kill it, without sprinkling holy water on the body, or dispelling magic and lifting the curse, Their remnants of resentment will still re-gather as time goes by, and transform into a new Burning Head again."

"Since these skeletons and flaming skulls are all together, I will simply purify them all, so as not to be awakened by other dark forces in the future." He added at the end, "It's just for peace of mind, after all , and I am half a Netherese."

Helisite nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Brian's face for a long time, a smile flashed in her soft and shallow eyes.

Just when the two were about to leave this area, three groups of ghosts suddenly condensed in the shadows, forming three spellcasters dressed in costumes from the Netheril period, floating in mid-air, blocking their way.

Brian signaled Helisite not to act rashly, took two steps forward, and said to the three ghosts, "If I'm not mistaken, you are the three students of Grand Arcanist Opus, Bron and Karin. and Salissa."

He named the three arcanist ghosts one by one.

The three ghosts who were about to introduce themselves suddenly swallowed their words again, showing surprised expressions.

"Your Excellency guessed right, we apologize for the offense just now." After a short silence, one of the middle-aged ghosts wearing a pointed hat spoke first:
"In the Year of the Shattered Weave, we all died in the catastrophe of the fall of the city of Azuma. Everyone believed that the arcanists of the Empire suffered eternal punishment for disobeying the gods and destroying this land. We Who would have thought that 300 years ago, an evil blue dragon lich broke into our city, disturbed our slumber, and used evil blasphemous magic to wake us from our slumber, forever All stuck in the painful fragments of the Year of the Shattered Weave."

"This is a sad story……"

Bryan looked at them sympathetically, and blessed them with a sincere tone, "Now you are free, may the Netheril Empire live forever, may your souls rest in peace, and may the gate of Elysium be the Empire's forever." Every one of his people opens..."

"Thank you for your blessing, and thank you for letting our souls rest in peace."

The ghosts of the three arcanists bowed deeply to Brian gratefully, "May the arcane be with you, kind adventurer, you have been approved by us and have the qualifications to obtain the treasury of stars." .Go, our teacher is waiting for you in the sleeping sarcophagus."

After the three arcanist ghosts finished speaking, expressions of relief appeared on their sickly glowing faces.

They unconsciously turned around to look at the surrounding ruins, staring at the sandy ground protruding like rotten teeth in their once familiar homeland, and the remains of ancient streets poked out from under the sultry yellow sand and meandered through The crumbling walls and the remains of fallen buildings.

Unknowingly, their expressions became sluggish and helpless, and then they began to cry uncontrollably under the howling of the desolate wind.

It wasn't until their condensed ghosts slowly faded and gradually disappeared into the air that Brian felt that the mournful wail lingering in the depths of his soul had finally disappeared.

At the same time, he noticed something extra on his body, but after calling out the attribute bar to check carefully, there was nothing abnormal.

In this regard, he can only think that this is the approval from the ghosts of the three arcanists.

In fact, he really didn't intend to help these resentful souls, just as he explained to Heliste, he just wanted to fulfill the duties of a half Netherese.

Unexpectedly, he was unexpectedly recognized by these ghosts and qualified to obtain the treasury of stars. This was a pleasant surprise for him.

After a small episode, the two continued to walk deep into the ruins.

The most striking mausoleum in the ruins is a 20-foot-high platform built of 50 to 80-ton boulders in the shape of a stepped pyramid with a mausoleum on top.

Surrounded by a ruined stone wall, the mausoleum is the only structure left here.

He and Helisite walked along the stone steps towards the mausoleum on the high platform.

Halfway through the journey, Brian, who has "vibration perception", instantly noticed a slight movement in the stone floor where sand piled up on both sides of the stone steps.

Helisite obviously also noticed the surrounding situation, and her sharp eyes unconsciously followed the direction of the source of the sound.

"Don't keep your hands, just clean them up." Brian told her, who nodded slightly.

"Meat~~Fresh meat..."

As soon as the words fell, a large group of ragged corpses screamed horribly and appeared from the sand piles on both sides of the mausoleum, rushing towards the two of them like a tide.

A wight is an evil undead transformed by a mortal driven by dark desires and great vanity.

Not only do they have the memories of their lives, but they are also driven by their self-awareness. During the transformation of the dark ritual, most corpses have mastered necromantic spells.

Although the challenge level of the corpse monster is not high, only about level 3, but among their player groups, they are the most troublesome existence among the low-level undead.

However, what they faced today was a psion whose strength had reached the legendary realm, so their fate was doomed.

Brian didn't even intend to make a move, and saw Helliste, who was hunting in her dress, once again used the method to deal with the skeletons. A burst of energy made the group of wights fall to the ground like cutting wheat .

But the battle was far from over. He heard the trembling sound from above the mausoleum, and when he took a closer look, he found that the battle just now had attracted five or six storm giant skeletons.

"Intruders, you have stepped into my lord's territory, get out!!!" The first storm giant skeleton holding a metal mace roared in a vulgar voice.

Seeing the storm giant skeleton appearing, Brian was slightly surprised.

It was really hard for him to imagine how a blue dragon lich killed six adult storm giants, desecrated their corpses, and turned them into undead.

After all, the storm giant is the most powerful existence in the giant family, and the adult storm giant is not inferior to an adult dragon.

This made him faintly feel that the blue dragon lich hidden in the depths of the mausoleum might have other helpers.

Recalling the true identity of the blue dragon lich, Brian immediately took advantage of the gap between the storm giant's skeleton and said to Helister, "Is there a way to seal off the surrounding space so that no one can get here through teleportation spells. "

Although the blue dragons have been transformed into liches, they still cannot change their greedy personality.

Under normal circumstances, any giant dragon will never allow outsiders to step into its lair, which is more prominent among the five-color evil dragons.

Therefore, in order to prevent the blue dragon lich from running away or shaking people early because he couldn't beat him, he thought it would be safer to make preparations in advance.

"If you just block the mausoleum, there is no problem."

Helliste understood what he meant in an instant, she smiled lightly, and said in a confident tone.

She gracefully raised her slender hand, and a nearly invisible barrier of spiritual energy silently enveloped the entire tomb.

Seeing this, Brian immediately felt relieved, and began to concentrate on dealing with the storm giant skeletons that stepped into his attack range.

He first used the teleportation spell to avoid the two millstone-sized stones thrown by the storm giant skeleton, and then propped up an elemental shield for himself against lightning damage.

Seeing that the attacking storm giant skeleton released a thigh-thick blue and white lightning towards him, he stood calmly and chose to resist the lightning.

"boom!"

With a bang, Brian stood motionless, the moment his deep eyes locked on the storm giant skeleton attacking him, the celestial energy seeping out from the void transformed into a dozen crystals covered with spikes The tentacles bound the 6-meter-tall skeleton tightly.

——"Six-ring spell: Ice Fire Storm!"

Seeing the restricted enemy, he didn't dare to waste time, and quickly chanted a few spells. The arcane storm intertwined with frost and flame condensed into the sky above the roaring storm giant skeleton, drowning it.

—— "Soulblade: Bladestorm!"

At the same time, his psicrystal hurled the astral construct high into the air as he stepped on it.

The trembling and buzzing little flying sword suddenly exploded into a huge sword exuding blue and white crystal luster, and then turned into countless identical weapons, shooting towards the huge body of the storm giant skeleton like a violent storm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The giant sword as dense as raindrops hit the mutilated body of the storm giant's skeleton, and there was a sound like a burst of lightning, and finally turned into a little bit of light and dissipated.

The skeleton that broke free from the shackles of the crystals also turned into a pile of broken bones in this intensive attack.

"Target is dead!"

"Extracting soul energy..."

"Acquired experience points: 15000 points!"

…………

Seeing the experience points gained, Brian was not surprised. After all, the strength of an adult storm giant can compete with an adult dragon.

Although being transformed into a skeleton weakened his strength, the challenge level remained at around level 13, so it was no surprise that he had gained so much experience.

Then, he noticed that Helliste didn't obey his order not to hold back, but used the crystal thorn tentacles to control all these dying giant skeletons.

Seeing this situation, he naturally unceremoniously issued an order to his psicrystal, let it control the two-meter-long giant sword, and destroy the remaining five storm giant skeletons that Helisite deliberately kept. .

After the battle was over, the two arrived at the gate of the mausoleum without any hindrance.

He walked near the closed gate, first checked whether there were any traps around with the detection magic, and then tried to open it with the magic of opening the gate that he had mastered.

Unfortunately, to his disappointment, he tried his best to find that this seemingly inconspicuous stone door was still tightly closed.

In desperation, he cast his eyes for help to Helisite beside him.

The elegant and refined psion stood quietly behind him. After noticing his gaze, a faint smile floated on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly.

Helliste's eyes flicked, and a hint of coldness floated over her.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the door was shattered by an almost invisible violent force.

Brian instantly felt as if an earthquake had occurred. A powerful force made the entire mausoleum tremble. He was also caught off guard and almost rolled down the high steps.

After stabilizing his body, he glanced at Helliste's beautiful face from the corner of his eye, and found that she was just like usual, with a calm and peaceful demeanor, as if nothing could lift her up. her interest.

It was impossible for people to imagine her appearance. It was the beautiful elf in front of him who, through the most violent means, forcibly demolished this solid stone door that made him helpless.

"What are you still doing in a daze, let's go." Helisite gently opened her jade lips, and reminded softly, a touch of charming demeanor that Brian had never seen before floated in her eyes.

He smiled awkwardly, quickly followed her light steps, and entered the mausoleum together.

Before them appeared a columned hall sixty feet long and twenty feet wide, a dark, sealed space lit by torches in niches on the walls.

The flower patterns carved on the pillars have long faded, and the walls are covered with cracked and crumbling paintings, which depict the pastoral life of the verdant land, and the small black dots of floating cities soaring into the sky can be vaguely seen in the clear sky.

"Stop!" A cold shout came from the dark corner of the hall.

Two burly dark knights in jet-black full-body armor, with only a pair of blood-colored eyes showing from top to bottom, stared at Brian and Helliste coldly.

It turned out to be two dark guards of the fourth-order model guarding here. After seeing the origins of the black knights, Brian clicked his tongue secretly, and then through the voice transmission of the heart, he said to Helisite, leave it to him to practice.

After all, his strength has improved so fast, and he has rarely faced professionals below the legendary realm alone. He wants to test how strong his explosive strength is.

"Clang!"

One of the dark knights raised his two-handed giant sword high, and let out a hoarse roar from the gap in the steel mask, "This is the territory of Lord Desert Storm Krizka, trespasser, die!"

——"Fourth ring spell: Bigby battering ram!"

As soon as the Dark Knight's words fell, Brian activated "Magic Rapid Fire" and "Arcane Twins", and released ten battering rams transformed from gleaming purple force fields, which hit his head fiercely. chest.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

In an instant, the dark knight's body wrapped in full-body armor passed through the hall like a sharp arrow, slammed heavily against the hard wall, made a loud noise and howled, and then slid off the wall to the ground like a broken doll.

At the same time, another dark knight with a two-handed sword in his hand charged towards Helliste beyond his control.

"Pfft!"

The dark knight who was successfully attacked by Brian opened his mouth and spurted blood, trembling and trying to get up from the ground.

——"Six-ring spell: Ice Fire Storm!"

Naturally, Brian would not give him this opportunity. A baptism of ice and fire left him with a deep impression of not talking nonsense before the battle.

However, he no longer had the opportunity to use this lesson he had learned at the cost of his life.

"Target is dead!"

"Extracting soul energy..."

"Acquired experience points: 20000 points!"

…………

On the other side, Hellist's battle just ended.

The psion's attack method was much more benevolent than Bryan's. Not only was there no trace of blood on the ground, but the black knight also seemed to be asleep, with no obvious injuries on the surface of his body.

Then they found a stone staircase extending underground in the depths of the hall.

This time, Brian didn't volunteer to lead the way.

He followed Helisite's thigh, and asked her to clear the magic trap set by detecting the spiritual power, and then walked along the stone stairs to the basement of the mausoleum.

At the bottom of the stairs, he could see a spacious hall 300 feet wide by 600 feet long.

The walls and pillars here were inlaid with blue crystals, and in the distance, an altar stood before a gate made of pure gold, carved with symbols and inscriptions that glowed dimly.

Brian's intuition told himself that the place where the fine gold gate leads is definitely the treasure house of stars that the golem said.

When he was about to summon the golem and ask it to help open the treasure house, he suddenly realized a problem, they didn't find the blue dragon lich.

Thinking of this, he looked around and found that there were no other passages to enter, so he said to Helisite, "Check to see if there is any secret room hidden here."

The absence of the blue dragon lich always made him feel a little uneasy.

It's as if the dungeon has been cleared, but the boss has not shown up for a long time, so that he can only stay in the dungeon with a face full of question marks.

Along the way, for any request made by Brian, Hellist was obedient, and she didn't even have any thought of refuting it.

She opened up the spiritual power field of her prophecy domain, covering the entire spacious living room, and searched without missing any details.

About two or three minutes later, Helisite opened her eyes and said to him, "Just above us, there is a secret room hidden. I suspect that the blue dragon lich is hiding in it."

"Is there a way to find the entrance." Brian asked: "Need a key? Or can you open it."

"Of course." Hellist met his expectant eyes and revealed a mysterious smile.

Looking at her familiar smile, and her stretching out her slender jade fingers to the ceiling above his head, Brian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instantly understood what this beautiful female elf was going to do.

Sure enough, Helisite's beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, and clusters of celestial energy suddenly lingered from her slender and slender fingertips, which made his heart palpitate.

"Boom!"

In a trance, Brian had an illusion of the surrounding environment turned upside down.

Although he and Helisite stood in place, motionless, the entire hall seemed to be breathing and trembling with the rhythm of a mass of energy erupting from her fingertips.

"Boom!"

This feeling is like a shock coming from a distant void, but it has affected the material world, making the entire hall seem to be collapsing.

The entire mausoleum seemed to have received a terrible earthquake. The paintings on the walls fell one after another, the tables and chairs were shaking far away, and all kinds of noise filled the period for a while.

Facing Helliste's forced demolition by violent means, if Brian hadn't understood her character and understood that she couldn't belong to the chaotic camp, he might have gone into hiding or rushed out of the mausoleum.

Even so, he couldn't help holding his breath, and stared dumbfounded at the psion, who summoned a powerful energy across the distant void, to slap the ceiling above.

At this moment, he finally understood that the secret chamber of the blue dragon lich was above them.

Helliste's intentions are very obvious. Although it is troublesome to find it or go in through the gate, then simply take a drastic step to demolish his secret room, let him arrange all kinds of enchantments and traps in advance, and even take pride in it. The solid gates are all used as decorations.

He didn't know what kind of mood the blue dragon lich was hiding in his lair at the moment, whether he was trembling or not.

"boom!"

Following Helisite's fifth bombardment, dense cracks appeared on the ceiling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just when the entire ceiling was about to collapse, Brian saw Helliste's graceful figure flashing, and a burst of refreshing fragrance came to his nostrils.

This beautiful Psychic had already appeared in front of him, and propped up a protective barrier in time.

At the same time, the cracked ceiling collapsed, raining rubble, mixed with countless brilliant gems, glittering coins and dazzling treasure chests.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Brian instantly understood that Herister had really demolished the Blue Dragon Lich's lair.

(End of this chapter)