Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 319 The Five-Star Formation Disrupts Cause and Effect, Mountains Take Form and Step into the Mortal World

However, sometimes, people who smile a lot don't have much luck.

As the light in Burke's hand flickered more intensely, the dark red glow mixed with the sulfur and stench emanating from an unknown source in the air, giving all the witnesses an ominous premonition of impending doom.

What's even more terrifying is that this premonition was true!
The three Münsters who were launching their charge felt a chill run down their spines, but there was no way to retreat. They could only grit their teeth and move forward, hoping to interrupt the enemy before the evil spell was cast.

However, things did not go according to plan. No matter how hard the soldiers tried, they could not instantly cross the distance of more than 20 meters to reach the spellcaster.

The oppressive atmosphere and stench in the air grew stronger. Red light emanated from in front of the caster, and countless white bones emerged from the void, forming a skeletal gate over four meters high. The bloodstains on the gate added to the horror of this evil scene.

Seeing that the other party was about to complete the summoning ritual, Münster and the others had given up all hope, but with the courage to charge into hell, they did not let their steps falter even slightly.

The courage is commendable, but it's all in vain.

Burke looked at the other person with a cat-like, mocking gaze, and was about to end the spell.

"For Whom the Bell Tolls".

With a deep, muffled growl, a crimson voice tore through the air and appeared before everyone. The left hand, held out horizontally, was pointed at the somewhat surprised Burke, and a dazzling red light flashed in the palm.

At this critical moment, the Doomsday Messenger, who had used invisibility to approach the attackers, finally revealed his fangs. What awaited him was his deepest paternal love.

Unlike Münster and his two companions, who were overjoyed and invigorated upon recognizing the Doomsday characters, Burke's mind was in a state of confusion.

What the hell?

My spell isn't finished yet, so where did this demon come from?
Burke still didn't quite believe that the other party was capable of pulling out such a trump card.

However, there was no time for him to think. A red light flashed in the hand of the man who appeared to be a high-ranking Tanari, and Burke, who was facing him, felt the hairs on his body stand on end. An indescribable sense of fear filled his heart.

What is this? Aura of Fear? A spell-like ability of a High Tanari?

Burke, having finally completed his spell, had no time to think. He chose to trust his intuition and suddenly reached into his robes, pulling out a flawless, transparent emerald.

Crack!
The emerald suddenly shattered and exploded. At the critical moment, a pale green barrier appeared and covered Burke before the red light in the demon's hand could be activated.

In the next instant, the red light struck the green shield, which turned into light dust and vanished silently. In return, the red light returned empty-handed and even flew back, striking the caster, that damned demon himself.

Burke was truly heartbroken. The Gem Reversal Shield he had just used was no ordinary item. Not only was it a high-level arcane spell of the seventh ring, but the key material for casting this spell was a flawless emerald, which was not cheap. In the blink of an eye, more than seven hundred gold coins had gone down the drain.

But you get what you pay for; if it works well, then it really does work well.

Whether it's its storage capability, instant cast, or the spell effect itself, it's impeccable.

This spell can reflect hostile spells that are up to seven spell levels in rank to the caster.

While feeling the pinch, Burke also felt a sense of relief at surviving such a close call. A single instant-cast spell had shattered his trump card, a bizarre situation that made him think deeply about it.

Could it be a mutated Balrog? Was that an Implosion or a Death Finger just now?
Then he saw the demon who had reaped what he sowed trapped in a pentagram magic circle, from which rose a sinister aura that swirled and burned around the demon's body.

Fortunately, even this seemingly ferocious demon could not continue. Burke, still shaken, looked at his own henchmen who had arrived and hardened his heart.

As a high-level mage, I've been forced into this predicament by a mere brat. After sacrificing so much to finally regain control of the field, there's no reason for me to let him go.

"Those flesh and souls are your reward and food, but you cannot touch those constructs."

“Mortal Balao, the great Lacadrasma has no need for your foolish advice, and I am not interested in anything without flesh and blood.”

Bound by the oath and protected by the evil aura surrounding Burke, the berserker, unable to devour the summoner as a snack, looked at the few mortals charging towards him, his eyes filled with greed and savagery.

Suddenly, a being engulfed in flames, wielding a blazing longsword and resembling a Balor Demon, came into his view.

This…

"Damn you, you dare to trick Lacadrasmar into dealing with this kind of being!"

The Berserker Demon turned around and roared at the Summoner.

"Fool, are you a goblin who's scared out of his wits? Watch closely, which Balrog will ever get burned by its own flames?"

Burke is not one of those naive fools who can be intimidated by lower-dimensional scum. He speaks bluntly and has no shortage of ways to control his opponents.

As he said, the demonic flames that should have been tamed like pets surrounding the "Baro Flame Demon" were now licking and burning the original owner. Seeing the other party being burned to a pulp by the flames, and upon careful perception, there was indeed no hierarchy suppression emanating from the abyss origin emanating from those superior beings.

The Berserker Demon breathed a sigh of relief. Letting him fight against the Balor Demon, who was several levels higher than him, was just plain stupid.

Burke wasn't lying, though a few subtle rhetoric were necessary. For example, there was no need to waste everyone's time mentioning trivial matters like the mysterious demon casting a seventh-circle spell with ease. Despite the other party's seemingly precarious situation, the Berserker Demon didn't intend to provoke this anomaly, instead fixing its greedy gaze on the approaching humans.

What could please these gourmands who have traveled from the lower planes more than vibrant life and soul?
Just as they were making their plans, the ground suddenly shook.

"Münster, retreat!"

But the trio, whose speed had already slowed down, turned around and walked away without looking back.

The Berserker Demon had no interest in catching these little rats anymore. The scene before him made his eyes almost pop out of their sockets. His already wide, blood-red mouth opened like a hippo yawning after his jaw fell off.

Not only Berserker, but also Burke behind him and even the members of the Canaan squad were somewhat shocked.

"Xiaoxiao, get going!"

"Your orders."

The thunderous sound seemed to come from the distant horizon, echoing in waves, and suddenly a small mountain appeared in front of Zhang Yuan.

"You call this thing 'Little'?!"

Burke could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the other party cast the Fifth Ring Summoning spell.

Just as he finished summoning first, leisurely waiting to see what surprises the little guy on the other side would have in store for him…

What a surprise!

If he hadn't witnessed the other party's spellcasting process firsthand, he would have thought some big shot was playing a trick on him.

Look at what a magnificent thing this is before us!

Its towering, majestic, and imposing body is over ten meters tall, and its broad width and outstretched arms make this creation's form as oppressive as a toppled mountain.

It was not made of flesh and blood; its body was constructed from massive, azure-blue rocks, the textures on which and the shimmering light they exuded revealed the extraordinary nature of its material.

But the brilliance flashed by in an instant, then subsided, returning to its original simplicity.

The tremor just now was the opening announcement of this giant's arrival in this world.

Calling it a giant would be an understatement; only the Storm Giant can rival its height, not to mention its physique.

As he walked, the earth shook, and as he waved his arm, the pillar of heaven seemed to collapse. The little one, who had risen to the third star, was now truly like a mountain that had taken form and come to the world, or like an ancient Titan descending to earth, with the aura of a tiger that could swallow up thousands of miles.

Run quickly!
As the terrifying mountain giant strode toward him, the thought immediately popped into the Berserker Demon's mind.

The Tanaris are indeed chaotic, warlike, and cruel, but they are not mindless, much less intimidated.

only…

"Don't be afraid, it's just a level 5 summon. Hold on!"

"Damn barbs, I @#$&#…"

Upon hearing Burke's command, the berserker jumped up and down, cursing the summoner in the most vicious abyssal slang while looking around for a suitable escape route.

As for the nonsense about it being just a level 5 summon, he didn't believe a single punctuation mark. Putting everything else aside, its size alone could crush him to death.

Before he could make a decision, the mage reacted faster, disappearing into thin air in a flash, showing no sign of fearlessness whatsoever.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the faint light of dawn was completely blocked by a towering figure, leaving only darkness.

A distance of tens of meters is not far for ordinary people, let alone for Xiaoxiao.
Despite its seemingly slow movements, it could actually cover nearly ten meters in a single stride. After only a moment's hesitation, the mountain giant was right in front of it.

Without further hesitation, the Berserker Demon was about to activate his teleportation ability and make a quick getaway.

No response.

No matter how hard the Berserker tried, no matter how much he gritted his teeth, he just couldn't activate his innate teleportation ability.

“Damn mortal, you dare to plot against Lacadrasma! I will remember you until the end of the River Styx.”

Watching the giant approach and look down at him like he was a groundhog, the Berserker felt fear and humiliation, but his heart was also filled with hatred for Burke.

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