Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 68 You Change It

At this moment, Gaisas was extremely satisfied with his masterpiece. Although it seemed that he had only killed five enemy soldiers, the paralyzed soldiers had also lost their fighting ability and could only lie on the ground, struggling and panting.

Not to mention that their entire offensive was disrupted by them. With the balance of power shifting, these previously powerless trash were now able to suppress their opponents for a time.

This is the true power of magic, this is the true value of a spellcaster, Gaisas thought with a touch of pride.

Just as he was about to unleash another fireball to completely crush the enemy's resistance, there was a sudden commotion from behind the enemy.

"You still dare to rush up and die?" When he saw the entire reserve team on the other side mobilize, Gaisas was stunned for a moment, and then a cruel grin appeared on his face.

"Let me treat you to a good dose of chaos," he thought to himself.

While Death Cloud is effective, it is countered by other spells such as Wind Spell. Just now, we caught the opponent off guard, but now they are prepared and have a priest with them. If we use Death Cloud again, we probably won't be able to replicate the previous effect.

Having made up his mind, Gaisas began chanting a spell, his gaze fixed on Ska, who was leading the charge, and the priest behind him. If this attack was thwarted, the entire Flame Fist offensive would be completely disintegrated, and the rest would be nothing more than fish on a chopping block.

Seeing the enemy mage prepare his wicked spell once again, Skar felt as if his heart was on fire. The only thing the priest beside him could do was use the spell "Magic Stone" to try and interrupt the opponent's casting.

The first-circle divine spell, Magic Stone, grants priests the ability to transform a stone into a magical weapon, which theoretically could indeed break through the opponent's defenses against ranged weapons.

However, there's a reason why a theory is just a theory. Putting aside the fact that the opponent's Mirror Image spell still has four illusions, a magic stone isn't a missile, is it? Can it automatically track an opponent? The difficulty of hitting an opponent with a single stone is considerable.

Moreover, if the damage inflicted is insufficient to break through the Stone Skin Technique's defenses, then it's all for naught.

The only saving grace was that the priests accompanying the army might have practiced specifically for this purpose; they managed to hit two illusions with four magic stones. Their aim was decent, but their luck wasn't.

Gaisus completely disregarded the opponent's tricks and continued casting his spells. The opponent had exhausted all his tricks and was at his wit's end. Now, no one, no one could stop Gaisus from crushing these tin cans in front of him.

The power of a mage is irresistible! Gaisas remained calm on the surface, but roared inwardly!

At this moment, having seized the initiative on the entire battlefield, he felt that the outcome was already decided!

Coincidentally, Zhang Yuan was thinking the same thing at that moment. He summoned his last trump card and quickly commanded his army of chess pieces.

"Missile, fire!"

With the tinker's mocking voice, three missiles flew in quick succession toward the self-satisfied Gaisas, hitting him with a deafening roar amidst the astonished gaze of the female druid beside him, the panicked stares of the bandits, and Gaisas's bloodshot eyes.

Along with Gaisas, his two illusions were also hit, and the spell he had just begun to cast vanished, leaving Gaisas standing there, hit by the missile and caught in the aftershocks of the explosion, nearly losing his life.

The Tinker's missiles are as powerful as magical weapons, and they also have explosive damage, which directly renders most of the opponent's protective spells ineffective. Furthermore, spell nullification barriers are powerless against missiles that have physical forms.

Having patiently waited until the illusion created by the opponent's Mirror Image spell had mostly disappeared and could no longer mislead the missile's lock-on, he seized the opportunity when the opponent cast the spell again and delivered the final blow.

As Gaisas struggled to his feet, he faced the Flame Fist reserve team, whose faces were filled with ecstatic joy, and who were already not far from him.

It was truly an unexpected delight. Just as the magic stone missed its target and the opponent continued casting spells, Ska had already abandoned all hope and was prepared to withstand a spell to get close to the opponent and stop his reckless actions.

Unexpectedly, the once arrogant opponent was hit by three crossbow-like objects that appeared out of nowhere, and collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood.

If such a rare opportunity were to slip through his fingers, Skar would have no choice but to die on the spot to atone for his comrades. Skar would not allow, nor would he let, this opportunity slip away. He even discarded his shield, just to gain a little more speed. But even faster than him were the two-handed swordsmen and berserkers clad in chainmail or leather ring armor.

"Captain, let's go first!"

They passed Ska and charged into the enemy ranks, unleashing their weapons and fury upon the foes before them.

Having just witnessed their mage, their greatest asset, fall to the ground, the bandits, whose hearts were pounding with anxiety, immediately lost some of their momentum upon seeing this group of bloodthirsty monsters.

Upon engaging in another battle, they discovered that they were far inferior to their opponents in terms of strength, skill, equipment, and most importantly, courage. As a result, their remaining morale was completely wiped out, and they fled in panic, scattering like birds.

As the vanguard swept away the fallen leaves, Ska followed suit. After breaking through the blockade, they ignored the scattered bandits and charged straight at the enemy mage!

Having just gained a chance to catch his breath, Gaisas saw the miserable state of his own minions. However, with his spell interrupted and himself severely injured, Gaisas was unwilling to continue risking himself for these bastards.

I was lucky to survive this time, but if that damned thing hit me again, or if I were to be bombarded at close range again, I could go straight to see Crane, and there would be no need for rescue.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the portal scroll to escape. Although it would be difficult to explain to the Iron Throne afterward, it was better than dying here. He was a mage, not a war madman who believed in Tempas.

As the scroll was torn open, a white light appeared before Gaisas, then split in two and began to draw a shimmering magic circle in the void, as if an invisible hand was holding them to create the picture.

Seeing that the enemy mage was about to escape, Ska and the Flame Fist team were truly furious and wished they could fly in front of him and interrupt the completion of the spell.

Gaisas didn't even glance at Ska and his group; he had already run away when a bunch of short-legged guys charged at him. He was now wary of that damned long-range weapon sneak attack.

Fortunately, the portal is almost complete. The enemy's weapon is not something that can be used casually, but we suffered such a big loss this time.

Thinking of this, his already somewhat gloomy face darkened even more. He would get his revenge sooner or later! Gaisas glared fiercely at the Flame Fist group.

only. . .

"Coo coo coo~ Coo coo coo~"

Before everyone's eyes, the mage Gaisas, who had been showing off his power for quite some time, suddenly transformed into... a red-crested, white-feathered... chicken!

This sudden change was so dramatic that not only the bandits, who felt like the sky had fallen, but even the furious Skaer stumbled and almost fell on the road to charge.

When the two mages, who were helpless against Gaisath and could only vent their anger on ordinary bandits, saw this scene, their spellcasting movements completely distorted, and they immediately interrupted their spell preparations.

"This? This is malicious shapeshifting!"

"Does this mean we have a mid-level mage with us? How come I didn't know?"

It's no wonder they had this guess. The most common and lowest-level spell to transform others is Positive Polymorph, a fourth-level spell that can permanently turn a target into a harmless little animal until the spell is dispelled by another mage.

This is something that only a mid-level mage can do.
Then, recalling the three strange crossbow shots they had just heard, the two of them turned to look at another mage not far away.

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