Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 120 Beheading
This wolf was truly unlucky. While the negative effects of the five-colored ball were indeed terrifying, the difficulty of obtaining immunity was surprisingly low. Imagine, a dire wolf, the leader of a pack, being killed in one shot – how could it possibly bear it?

Perhaps it was stunned by the fireball, or perhaps its golden fur was charred black, so it simply became an unlucky player.
The mage was delighted. He waved away the Mayof acid arrow he was about to unleash and pulled out a small pistol from his pocket.

Yes, it's the laser gun that Bantley researched and copied.

First, cast a Brightness spell, making the ground, which was already surrounded by campfires and embers, even brighter.

Holding the gun with both hands, he aimed the crosshair at the Dire Wolf. To be honest, it was his suggestion that Bantley add the crosshair, and of course, the trigger as well.

Biu~ A red beam shot out from the muzzle of the gun, hitting the wolf squarely on the back of the neck.

Although Zhang Yuan was not good with long-range weapons, this laser gun itself had no recoil, and the distance between him and the opponent was not far, and the opponent was even a stationary target that could not move.

If one shot doesn't kill, then fire another. Anyway, this intimidation state usually lasts for three rounds, a total of sixteen seconds, which is more than enough even if the laser gun's firing interval is a bit long.

About five seconds later, Biu~
Forced to participate in the "Statues" game, the dire wolf could only watch helplessly as the terrifying red light struck its body once again, piercing its fur and scorching its flesh.

Because the laser hit the side of the dire wolf's abdomen, even its internal organs were damaged. Blood gushed from the wolf's mouth, and it collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan simply put the gun away. He figured it was enough to test its effectiveness in actual combat. Every shot from this thing consumed magic crystals; it was a money pit, a bottomless drain on resources.

The severely wounded dire wolf collapsed to the ground, unable to get up even after the shock effect wore off. Most of the wolves and dogs had already fled, but two remained by its side.

As the bipedal creature slowly approached, the two wolves became restless. In their eyes, a creature capable of unleashing such terrifying flames was no different from a demon. If they could, they would turn tail and run, as far away as possible.

But with their own leader right beside them, the two wolves could only try to scare away the approaching enemy by baring their teeth.

"Tsk, what a beast! Even animals can be loyal and brave."

Zhang Yuan, somewhat moved, praised the sword, but showed no mercy. Two cold, moon-like arcs of light slashed down the heads of the two wolves.

The two wolves, already severely injured by the fireball spell, couldn't even dodge before their blood splattered across the sky. The attacker stepped forward and finished off the alpha wolf, who was still struggling for its life, with a single sword strike.

"In the end, I cannot let you live," someone thought to himself. "Your kinship is admirable, but you are inherently cruel. If I spare your life today, there is no guarantee that innocent people will not die at your hands in the future."

Too lazy to clean up the spoils, the dire wolf's fur was originally quite valuable, but after being bombarded by fireballs and laser guns in turn, even the golden fur was now no different from a beggar's tattered fur coat.

I covered my head and went to sleep; nothing happened that night.

The next morning, Zhang Yuan crawled out of the tent again and saw the dwarf brother cooking oatmeal porridge. Unsurprisingly, he stirred it and ate some as well.

Leaving that aside for now, the mage had more important things to do, and the identification spells he remembered from last night were about to come in handy.

Those weapons weren't urgent; both of them were using enchanted weapons, so there was no need to change them for the time being. However, two magical ornaments piqued Zhang Yuan's curiosity.

A light blue ring, a golden brooch.

Invisibility Ring (Sand Scorpion Ring):

This ring originally belonged to a highly skilled thief who brazenly committed his crimes openly in the markets of Waterdeep. He typically replaced stolen wallets with sandbags to conceal the theft from his victims. Although his name was unknown, many openly cursed him as the "Sand Thief." Legend has it that he has retired from crime and now lives among the nobles he once robbed.

Special Ability: The wearer becomes invisible, but this invisibility will disappear if the wearer makes any offensive move. This ability can be used once per day.

Magic Shield Brooch: This item allows the owner to cast a shield spell on themselves once a day. The shield provides a certain level of defense and has additional protection against ranged attacks, and is immune to magic missiles.

Looking at the two items that had been appraised in his hand, Zhang Yuan was quite satisfied. The brooch was perfect for him to wear, and the shield spell that could be activated directly, combined with his robe, would further enhance his defense.

As for the invisibility ring, although I already have two magic rings, I can simply switch between them and put it on when I need to become invisible.

Kegan took an axe, and among the pile of gold coins was his three hundred gold coins. After all, Zhang Yuan had dealt with almost all the enemies single-handedly, so giving him enough gold coins was already quite generous.

Just past noon, as the sun began to set, the group arrived near the Sword Coast. Looking into the distance, they could already see the sea and the faint sails of ships.

The howling sea breeze swept by, a greeting from the Sword Sea. Fallen leaves danced in response, and the green grass on the ground bowed in homage. A hint of the salty sea air lingered in the air, while the summer heat was swept away.

Bathed in the slightly salty sea breeze, Zhang Yuan rode forward, heading straight for the shipwreck location indicated by Kaigen.

In the sweltering summer heat, Zhang Yuan simply loosened a few buttons on his robe. The robe billowed in the strong wind, giving it a resemblance to the wide robes and flowing sleeves described by Wu Daozi of the Tang Dynasty.

The two dismounted some distance from the sunken ship, leaving four knights in the front row. To be on the safe side, Zhang Yuan also decisively summoned the two-star Xiao Xiao.

"A rolling stone gathers no moss!"

Standing at about three meters tall, Xiaoxiao looked truly majestic and imposing among the group, towering over the Chaos Knight, who was riding a horse.

As for Kegan, that short guy who already had a psychological trauma, he was even more terrified. The moment he saw Xiao Xiao appear, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he quickly hid behind a few knights.

That wasn't all. Having already devised a whole host of battle plans and unconventional tactics, Zhang Yuan immediately summoned his next piece.

"dominate!"

As its name suggests, this is a level 2, one-star chess piece: Overlord, an orc warrior.

"Raise your spears, raise your shields!"

One-star, level 1 piece: Mars, a Protoss warrior.

With three warriors on the field, the Giant Shield synergy further enhances their defensive capabilities.

Knights led the way, warriors brought up the rear, and Zhang Yuan and Kaigen were protected in the center of the formation by a group of chess pieces, enjoying national treasure-level treatment.

As a shield bearer, Kegan, who usually leads the charge and wears heavy armor to endure beatings, has never enjoyed such treatment before.
This team, though not exactly imposing or perfectly coordinated, still possessed a certain chilling and deadly aura as its pieces moved silently forward.

Zhang Yuan then mounted his horse again and activated the Peng Feather Angel Eye on himself, making everything within a mile completely visible.

The remaining journey was not long. Looking at the goblins and dire wolves that appeared in their field of vision, it was clear that their expressions and actions were dull and rigid, like puppets whose minds had been taken away.

Zhang Yuan knew that the main culprit was not far away from his group.

(End of this chapter)