Chapter 678

Almost at the same time that Raistlin and the mirror image opened the portal together, an invisible void wave came, covering the space where the chamber of secrets was located.

A drow mage yelled: "Space blockade!"

At least a legendary high-level spellcaster is required to master the space blockade. In Menzoberranzan, there are only a handful of mages with such powerful strength, including those two archmages!

However, the portal that was open in the Chamber of Secrets remains and appears to be completely unaffected.

"this……"

The drows were all stunned, especially the two mages, wondering why the space blockade had no effect?

"Aren't you leaving soon?"

Raistlin frowned and gave a low snort.

The all-seeing eye penetrated the ground and saw the outside. The whole brothel was surrounded by hundreds of drow warriors. The leaders were a few legendary strong men who silently blocked all the exits of the brothel. , clients and technicians are all under control.

In mid-air, a female drow in a gorgeous magic robe was invisible.

She is holding a black staff entwined with cobwebs. The ruby ​​on the head of the staff is carved into a spider, and she exudes a mysterious magical aura.

It was difficult for others to see through her details, but Raistlin saw it right away.

This female drow is an archmage!

There are two archmages in Menzoberranzan, one male and one female, who happen to belong to different house powers. Among them, the female archmage was the mistress of the Storize family - Marlos Storize. After being promoted to the archmage more than 300 years ago, she immediately killed her mother and became the new mistress.

Under the leadership of Mistress Marlos, the ranking of the Storize family has risen step by step.

Originally, it was only ranked around 30th, but it has risen rapidly in the past few decades, and the ranking has entered the top eight. Matron Maros has thus entered the ruling council of Menzoberranzan City.

Up to now, the ranking of the Storize family has risen to the third place!

Raistlin judged through the eyes of the soul that the mage level of Mistress Maros should be twenty-two. Facing an archmage, he has almost no chance of winning.

So he immediately chose to retreat.

"Does Candice know your identities?" Raistlin's mind turned sharply, and he quickly asked Tiberon. If Mistress Marlos had obtained the identity of the members of the Moonlight Church from Candice, even if they escaped now, the good drows would not escape death in Menzoberranzan.

Tybern responded immediately: "She doesn't know."

"That's good!"

Raistlin nodded, "Follow my mirror image to ensure your safety." For tonight's siege operation, the entire upper-level power of Menzoberranzan City may have been alarmed. After Drow passed through the portal, There may well be danger.

The drow in the secret room woke up like a dream, recovering from panic.

They have been able to survive in the sinister city of Menzoberranzan so far without revealing their identities. Each of them is very alert, knowing that no time should be wasted, and entered the portal without hesitation.

There are twelve portals in total, but there are fifteen drow in the secret room.

Some drow can only go together, enter the same portal, Raistlin's mirror image follows behind, and closes the door immediately after entering.

In a blink of an eye, the drows were all gone, leaving only one portal.

"Nighthawk, you go back too," Raistlin said.

Tiberon asked anxiously, "What about you?"

Izzet had already grasped the two war blades, and said indifferently: "Someone must hold back the enemy and buy time for everyone to escape safely. The next battle is too dangerous for you, and if you are not careful, you will expose your identity. In the future, the brothers and sisters of Menzoberranzan still need your leadership, and you cannot take risks with us."

"But……"

Tiberon was struggling in his heart. What Izzet said was reasonable, but he was not willing to run away like this.

Izzet was full of confidence: "Don't worry, we won't fight to the death."

"Okay! Be careful!"

Tiberon didn't procrastinate any longer, and quickly entered the portal and disappeared.

Immediately, only Raistlin, Izzt, and two mirror images of Raistlin were left in the chamber of secrets, and he was the one who stayed specially to meet the battle.

At the same time, at various locations in Menzoberranzan City, Raistlin's mirror image appeared with one or two drow respectively. The locations of the portals were randomly chosen by him in an emergency. Some were hidden in shadowy corners, some were on the street, and some were even in Drow's house, and they were discovered as soon as they came out.

Raistlin's mirror image immediately cast a spell, opened any door and left again.

When no one found out, he blessed himself and Drow with invisibility, and quickly left the vicinity of any door, so as not to be tracked up by the archmage through teleportation waves afterwards.

After combining teleportation and movement several times in a row, add an arcane interference to block the backtracking of light and shadow.

Raistlin's mirror image led a dozen drow around Menzoberranzan City, and gradually, the traces disappeared completely, sending the drow safely back to their residence. One of the mirror images took many legendary detours and returned Tiberon to his home.

The three of Athena noticed something was wrong and hurriedly asked about the situation.

Mirroring keeps them out of the way.

At this time, fighting broke out in the commercial district in the south of the city, and the light of spells flickered.

But Raistlin's mirror image didn't rush back to help, but lurked near the drow's residence, waiting for the opportunity while ensuring their safety.

In the secret room, the moment the portal was closed, the floor at the entrance of the passage exploded.

Boom!

Among the countless gravel and sawdust, a vigorous black figure rushed in, as fast as lightning, and slashed an arc several meters long with a sharp machete in his hand.

Raistlin had already locked on to each other.

This is a legendary high-ranking drow warrior, the nineteenth level is close to the peak, and he is blessed with various spells by the mother of Maros, and he comes to lead the battle.

In Menzoberranzan, there are not many opponents who can meet him head-on.

Happened to come across one today.

Izzet waved his green war blade to meet him, the power of evil energy erupted, and with a clatter, the two blades sang, and the drow warrior who rushed in flew backwards at a faster speed, and there was a long wound on his chest with deep bone visible , almost ripping him open.

"Demon Hunter!"

"It's you, Izzet!"

The severely wounded drow warrior screamed in shock, spurted blood from his mouth, and turned into a shadow and fled.

Izzet went straight after him.

He didn't chase down the fleeing drow warriors, nor ignored the drows in the courtyard. His figure flashed, and he jumped a hundred meters into the air in an instant. His body soared to a height of more than three meters, and a pair of huge demons opened behind Bat wings, double blades cut straight at the invisible Mistress Maros.

bang.

A streak of green flames emerged from the tattoo on Izzet's skin, and a huge evil energy shrouded it. The aura of the holy powerhouse made the souls of the drow below tremble.

"Holy demon hunter..."

Amidst the screams, Izzet's double blades fell into the air.

The figure of Mistress Maros appeared, dodging within a fraction of a second, and the space blockade she maintained was also interrupted.

She appeared a hundred meters away, staring at Izzet surrounded by green flames with complicated eyes.

"Izzet, it turns out that you are a disobedient son..." Mistress Maros's expression suddenly turned into indifference and hatred, "You have actually been promoted to the holy rank."

She was talking, but she didn't stop casting spells for half a second.

Izzet didn't respond either. He flapped his wings and flew to the back of Mistress Maros at a speed that was hard for the naked eye to reach. The twin blades erupted with sharp rays, forming a net of sharp blades with no dead ends, covering her shield. Cut out bursts of ripples.

call out!

Mistress Maloth tapped her staff backwards, locked onto Izzet, and shot out a jet-black ray.

Izzet dodges quickly.

An extremely fierce battle broke out between the two holy rank powerhouses. The mother and son were like life and death enemies, and their subordinates showed no mercy.

Raistlin left the Chamber of Secrets half a step later than Izzyt. Before leaving, he took a look at the location where the waxmelt was trapped by the maze.

The void is fluctuating, and the powerful wax melting demon is coming back.

The wax melt demon who can become Rose's maid is at least a legendary high-level demon. The disintegration technique cannot kill it, and the maze technique only traps it for a few seconds.

Raistlin and the two mirror images opened any door, went in together, and appeared on the street outside the brothel.

"Kill them!"

The drow warriors who surrounded the brothel noticed something strange behind them, and when they turned around, they saw three identical Raistlins, and immediately turned around and killed them.

A mirror image completes the prepared spell and props up the magic force field.

Eight Rings Arcane Art—Fictitious Gravity Field!

The mirror image with 70% of the strength of the main body, the range of the imaginary gravity field displayed is reduced to more than 300 meters in diameter, but it is enough to cover half of the commercial block. Immediately, the drow warrior who rushed up felt that his weight had increased by more than 30 times, and his running speed dropped sharply.

The arrows shot by some drow rangers with extremely quick reactions fell down halfway.

The few arrows that hit Raistlin's shield also lost their aim and strength, and were easily bounced off by the vector shield, completely unable to interfere with their spellcasting.

The staff in the other mirror's hand lightly tapped the ground, and flames bloomed.

call!

A huge ring of flame erupted in the middle of the street, spreading like lightning, and the surrounding drow warriors were engulfed in the sea of ​​flames, burning up and screaming.

In the middle of the sea of ​​flames, Raistlin's hands glowed red, and quickly condensed into a lava-like flame.

Pyroblast!

Raistlin threw the pyroblast through any door, which closed immediately.

In the secret room under the brothel, the Waxmelt just escaped from the maze. It just returned to the main material world and before it had time to see where the enemy was, a ball of Pyroblast was thrown on its face.

Just at this time, five or six drow warriors, led by a legendary warrior, rushed into the secret room. They didn't know that the target of the siege had been teleported away. Seeing that Izzet was fighting with Mistress Lomas in the sky, they wanted to take the opportunity to break into the secret room to kill the enemy.

As soon as he rushed into the secret room, he saw the melting wax demon being thrown by a ball of lava-like flames.

"escape……"

The legendary warrior was engulfed in high-temperature flames after only uttering a single syllable.

Boom!

A big explosion spread throughout the city of Menzoberranzan, and the deafening sound waves echoed in the cave, waking hundreds of thousands of residents out of their sleep, and all cast horrified gazes.

The sky was illuminated by the dome of the cavern, as if the hour pillars had been set on fire.

Like an earth dragon turning over, the courtyard where the secret room was located was blown upside down, and the whole brothel and surrounding buildings collapsed, instantly turning into ruins. The drow warriors surrounded in the courtyard were unconscious and fell on the sides of a big pit. Most of them were seriously injured, and the drow closest to them were even shattered to pieces, and even a complete body could not be found.

An eight-ring Pyroblast technique wiped out half of the enemies.

These drows are all elites from the Storize family. Such heavy casualties made Mistress Maros, who was fighting Izzet in the sky, fall into extreme anger.

"Damn human, ah... I'm going to peel your skin!"

Endless darkness erupted from her body, enveloping the approaching Izzet, and temporarily trapped it, and then flashed to distance, locking on Raistlin to cast a spell.

Izzet broke free from the shackles of darkness with half a breath, and chased after him.

Regardless of his threat to her, Matron Lomas held the shield against the attack for two seconds, opened her mouth and let out a high-pitched scream in Raistlin's direction.

The shrill howl was indescribable.

The terrifying sound that seemed to come from the bottomless abyss ignored all protective spells and could not be dodged. It contained extremely terrifying power, covering a radius of 100 meters from Raistlin's location, directly entering the brain from both ears, and touching the soul.

Nine Rings Spell - Howl of the Banshee!

It is an instant death spell similar to Finger of Death, but Finger of Death only has seven rings, while Howl of the Banshee has nine rings. Moreover, the Banshee's Howl is an area spell, with no limit to the number of targets, and can ignore the protective spells and reach the depths of the enemy's soul, tearing the soul apart.

The scream lasted only a second before falling.

Apart from Raistlin and the two mirror images, there were also some drow warriors within the range of Howl of the Banshee, and there were also many guests in the inn opposite the brothel, fleeing desperately.

clap clap...

The drow warriors struggling in the sea of ​​fire and the fleeing hotel guests died suddenly, their souls were torn apart, and their bodies turned into empty shells.

Raistlin and the two mirror images flashed away in the nick of time, appearing in different directions.

However, they still heard the howl of death.

The three figures trembled in unison, the two mirror images vanished into thin air, and Raistlin staggered at his feet, feeling as if his head had been slashed with an axe, his headache was about to split, and he was in excruciating pain. He was already very pale. His face became pale.

Fortunately, the will of truth still resisted the banshee's howl, and this nine-ring spell only caused not very serious soul trauma.

The main body can bear it, but the mirror image that only has the will of incomplete truth cannot.

Raistlin was afraid for a while, but he was still careless.

The Archmage, like the Holy Soul Sorcerer, is much stronger than ordinary saint-level transcendents. If he doesn't have the will to truth, he will go back and be resurrected this time.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing that Raistlin was not dead, Mistress Marlos seemed as if she had seen a ghost. Below the legend, there is actually someone who can withstand his banshee's howl and survive?

She couldn't believe it on her face, and she was a little absent-minded for a while.

"snort."

A hint of contempt appeared on Raistlin's pale face, and he sent a message to Izzet who was trying to break the shield of Mistress Maros: "They are safe, we will retreat too."

Raistlin disappeared before Matron Maloth could cast another spell.

He flashed several times in a row, each time the distance of the flash was very far, more than 300 meters, and it continued as if there was no gap between casting spells, and flashed to the distance in an instant.

Mistress Maros was entangled by Izzet and failed to catch up immediately.

When she cast a spell to temporarily drive Izzet back, Raistlin had already completed the teleportation spell and disappeared completely. So she turned her head decisively, ready to keep Izzet, but a few seconds later, Izzet's body also lit up, and his figure quickly faded away.

Mistress Maros tried to stop it, but found that the other party's directional teleportation technique was extremely good, and she was helpless, watching Izzet disappear.

She looked at the vast expanse of ruins below.

There were a large number of dead family elites everywhere, including several legendary warriors and well-trained drow mages, and their beautiful faces suddenly distorted.

"You son of a bitch!" Mistress Maros was furious, and cursed viciously.