Arcane Journey

"This battle looks more and more interesting." Brian, who had turned into a spectator, watched the battle between the two legendary wizards with interest and said with a smile.

The white flames released by the lich were cold and strange, with a heart-pounding chill, as if they could freeze everything around them. They spread along Vizlan's arm and all over his body at a rapid speed, as if they wanted to burn him to ashes.

Vizlan, who was about to be engulfed by the pale flames, became even paler under the contrast of the cold flames, and his body began to tremble unconsciously due to the sudden severe pain.

Brian could even feel that under this pale and cold flame, the air around him seemed to have solidified, leaving only the spreading pale flame and Vizlan's painful groans.

"My old friend, how does it feel? Actually, you don't need to worry at all. After all, an attack of this magnitude will not kill you. At most, it will just make you suffer more pain. Of course, if you really can't withstand this attack, then I can only assume that you must have been busy meeting with the mother goblin during the years you were hiding."

The lich's mouth curled up in an extremely sarcastic arc, and his sarcastic words poured out like poisonous arrows, full of malice and contempt.

At this moment, it was like a high and mighty victor, standing not far away, its whole body unconsciously enveloped by a fiery red flame halo like burning magma. The scorching flame seemed to ignite the surrounding air, emitting a terrifying breath.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The lich's laughter sounded hollow and pale, as if it was squeezed out from an endless dark abyss.

It was seen with its hands behind its back in an elegant posture, its head slightly raised. Every laugh was like a heavy hammer, hitting Vizlan's heart hard, making people shudder.

"You are too happy too early." Facing the lich's sarcasm, Vizran endured the severe pain of the burning flames, looked at him coldly, and then said to the shadow behind him, "Why are you still standing there? It's time to let my old friend see what kind of surprise I have for him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Death Slaadi hidden in the darkness reappeared and turned directly into a gray ball of energy, appearing in front of Vizlan.

Then the death slaadi raised its shriveled claws and placed them on Vizlan's shoulders.

Then, Brian noticed that a strange aura of negative energy suddenly condensed in the palm of the Death Toad and was injected into Vizlan's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As energy was injected, the pale flame that was about to spread to Vizlan's upper body seemed to have encountered something terrible. In the blink of an eye, it receded like a tide and disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that this is not an ordinary Death Slaad. It is indeed a good surprise. I just don't know how many times you have sold your soul to give me this surprise. Do you think I am right, my old friend?"

In the lich's eye sockets, two balls of soul fire flickered like will-o'-the-wisp. They first stayed on the body of the Slaad for a moment, as if looking at this strange creature carefully, and then slowly shook their head. The sound seemed to come from a deep dry well, strange and hoarse.

"This is not something you should worry about. Instead of asking me questions, you might as well think about how big this surprise I'm going to give you will be."

Vizlan's expression was as cold as ice, like an iceberg that had not melted for a thousand years, and he responded to the lich coldly.

Then, he raised his hand and waved it. A defensive barrier that was almost invisible to the naked eye, like a layer of transparent glass shield, instantly surrounded him.

"Really?" The lich waved his arms carelessly. The movement seemed random, but it contained endless terrifying power.

The flames surrounding it were like a group of awakened demons. In an instant, the originally blazing sea of ​​fire turned into countless tentacles burning with blazing flames.

These tentacles were like nimble fire snakes, spitting out fiery tongues. With an unstoppable momentum, they swept towards Vizlan mercilessly.

At this moment, the magic shield on Vizlan's body became dimmer under this fierce attack, like a candle that was about to burn out, swaying and struggling in the strong wind.

The magic shield that seemed indestructible and extremely thick was like fragile glass in Brian's sight. It was easily devoured by the flame tentacles and collapsed and disappeared in an instant, leaving only nothingness.

To make matters worse, there were crimson flames of energy that were like evil vines, tightly wrapped around Vizlan, trapping him in a fiery cage.

"Damn it!" Vizlan cursed angrily, his voice full of resentment and helplessness.

His hands were shaking as he tried feebly to cast a spell to block the oncoming attack like a tide. However, the power of the flames was too strong, and his spells seemed so small and powerless in front of it.

Soon, he could no longer resist, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, unable to move, his body twitching slightly under the burning flames.

Although Vizlan tried his best to release blue and white flames in an attempt to break free from the cage of fire, unfortunately, the moment the spell was released, it was completely evaporated by the scorching flames.

"Devouring magic?" Vizran muttered to himself in surprise. Then, as if he had guessed something, he gave up resistance and lay on the ground. He looked at the lich unwillingly and said, "It seems that you are not specialized in the School of Necromancer, but the School of Evocation. I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply, so deep that it makes me terrified."

"It doesn't matter anymore. What's the point of saying all this? Anyway, the next good show is about to begin, old friend. Today, we will decide the winner and loser, and decide life and death."

The lich shook his head, ignored Vizlan, and walked towards the Death Slaadi.

As he got closer to the Death Slaadi, the flames burning around the lich seemed to have found fuel, and its color became more and more dazzling.

"What kind of fire is this? It can actually burn negative energy directly and act as fuel." Seeing the lich's ability, even Brian was puzzled.

In his impression, such a powerful flame, besides the silver fire of the magic goddess Mystra, there is only...

"I see. I didn't expect he also mastered this ability." Brian suddenly realized something and made the same exclamation as Vizlan:

"This chief wizard is indeed very secretive. Even I only know about it now." (End of this chapter)