Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 461 Mayo Caspian Micrometeoroid
"Will this be enough to stop that metal monster on the other side?" the drow wondered, as she moved closer to the mage, trying to get under the shade of the large figures in front of her.

On the other hand, the Shadowsteel Golem, having just crossed the low wall, landed and began its ascent with a crouching stance, moving swiftly like a silver phantom to strike.

The drow's heart was in her throat. She nervously glanced at the mage, only to see him staring at the approaching enemy and beginning another round of incantation.

Is it too late to cast a spell at this point?
Viconia didn't have time to think much. His palms were slightly sweaty as he gripped the flail handle tightly. He could only hope that the three big guys in front of him could hold him off for a while.

The golem's silver-gray figure arrived gracefully like a feather, its arms crossed in front of its chest like a sword in its sheath, its fingers like knives, its palms flashing with sharp edges.

He only needs to charge into the enemy ranks, extend his sword arm, and make a single twist to unleash a blood-red whirlwind of death.

Still not out of their berserk state, Rick and Morty, fueled by the rage and courage remaining in their blood, raised their weapons and launched a Don Quixote-like charge against the enemy.

A body of flesh and blood, the courage of a mere mortal.

Without any contempt or disdain, the Shadowsteel Golem calmly drew this conclusion through objective data analysis, just like a butcher assessing the quality of meat, without any bias or prejudice.

It was 100% certain that its Shadowsteel limbs were enough to tear through this seemingly thick wall of flesh and blood, and it was only one step away from beheading the frail spellcaster who had invaded it.

But in the end, they couldn't take that step.

The Word Bearer, who was at the forefront of the exploration team, immediately looked at the leader, Soul Splitter, upon noticing the danger in the following group. The latter immediately turned and sprinted to the mage's side.

Now, the scheming individuals couldn't help but start plotting again. They didn't dare to turn their backs and pretended to rush back to help, but their speed was less than impressive.

Just as the Shadowsteel Golem was about to unleash its slash, the silver-gray streak was severed by the crimson meteor that came flying through the air. The heavy impact of the ferocious spirit cracked several lines on the golem's arm, and the golem's entire body was forced back several steps by the force of the blow.

At this moment, the Soul Splitter crossed the distance of space and arrived in front of the mage. Balasan's huge body seemed to have just returned from bathing in the shadows, wrapped in thousands of wisps of black mist. He channeled the shadow elements and poured the immense power of the Netherworld Strike into the flail in his hand, and the Shadowsteel Golem's offensive killing intent came to an abrupt halt.

The mage completed the spellcasting without changing his expression; only a slight relaxation in his eyes revealed a change in emotion.

Having completed the spell, he held one hand outstretched, and a dazzling star floated in his palm. The round, egg-sized object had a golden-brown surface with some pits and undulations, from which a pale golden flame burned, with wisps of tiny flame occasionally leaping up from the pits.

Apart from the one he was holding, the mage was surrounded by ten golden orbs of light, like stars surrounding the moon, which slowly circled around him, trailing trails of flame.

Three-Ring Energy/Transformation Arcane - Mayof Micrometeor.

This unique and targeted spell is particularly effective against those seemingly intractable tortoise shells. The piercing kinetic energy and burning/penetrating effects contained in each of the small meteors are enough to make even the most magic-resistant iron golems suffer.

Of course, don't expect this spell to be as overpowered as its hype about slaying gods. It's one thing to cause effective damage, but to expect it to destroy enemy golems like an anti-tank missile is just wishful thinking.

Fortunately, someone was there to step up and deliver the decisive blow. The returning Balasen caught the opponent off guard and launched a preemptive attack. The chain hammer in his hand drew bright red arcs, causing the Shadowsteel Golem, which had lost its initiative and balance, to retreat repeatedly and struggle to regain its footing.

The mage who had been waiting patiently for the right moment finally made his move.

Seize the initiative to defeat the enemy.

After casting the spell first, he decisively fired. During the nine seconds of the spell's effect, eight micro-meteors were thrown out. Apart from the two that were dodged, the rest all hit the golem's vital knee joints.

Under normal circumstances, even with the added advantage of throwing attacks, it would be extremely difficult to hit the opponent. However, the Shadowsteel Golem was currently being suppressed by the Soulbreaker and was in a very passive position. It was truly powerless to deal with the mage's sneak attacks.

These golden projectiles struck the golem's metal joints, sparking a shower of sparks. Although they failed to penetrate, tear, or melt the golem, they still had a significant impact.

If the Shadowsteel Golem was at a disadvantage earlier but could still barely maneuver and parry, now the golem seemed to have rusted joints and gears, its movements no longer smooth and full of flaws.

Now the mage also saw its weakness. Although the strength of Shadowsteel armor was no less than that of steel, and even greater, the Shadowsteel golem, which sacrificed its external armor and armor thickness for the sake of flexibility, was definitely not as forgiving as the traditional steel golem.

This cannot be called a flaw, but rather a trade-off in design philosophy. However, it has become the straw that broke the camel's back at present.

Seizing the opportunity, the Soul Splitter pressed his advantage relentlessly, while the Golem instantly became a pitiful figure, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Another heavy blow knocked away the latter's defensive posture. Using the rotational momentum and residual force of his torso, the Soulbreaker swung his arm and turned around to deliver a fierce three-hit combo, leaving the golem wide open while its body fell backward.

Seeing this, the Soulbreaker took a step forward, without swinging the flail, and suddenly leaped up, slamming his huge hoof into the chest of the Shadowsteel Golem, crushing it into the dust.

After the dust settled, the outcome of the battle was decided. The golem lying on the ground had its limbs bent and twisted in a tragic posture, and its chest was sunken in, with a bright and huge bull hoof engraving that was very conspicuous.

The successor suffered a great misfortune, and the instigator also did not benefit.

The Shadow Steel Golem that launched the negative energy shockwave was struck in the chest by the battering ram that arrived first during the shockwave, causing the steel giant to stagger and its upper body to lean backward.

Although he managed to regain his footing with incredible agility that defied comprehension, it was too late.

Enraged that he had been tricked and directly brought before his boss, Nevinmore no longer cared about holding back or preserving his integrity. He seized the opening when his opponent adjusted his posture, and with his tightly clenched Dark Blade, imbued with condensed demonic flames, he slashed down like a fierce arc of light, the blazing red blade severing everything in its path.

With a flash of crimson light and a clear sound like the ringing of a sword, the Shadowsteel Golem's already severely injured right arm, along with its shoulder blade, was cleanly severed.

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