Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 121 A Sword Flies In

The mage didn't even bother to look at the ragtag army ahead, and ordered his four cavalrymen to charge forward. He dismounted and continued to observe the enemy's movements, especially the commotion of the sunken ship.

A few goblins and a few dire wolves posed little threat to the knights. After activating their shields to withstand the arrows and the dire wolves' attacks, the rest was nothing more than easy slaughter.

After clearing out the monsters, the knights only paid the price with a few claw marks and teeth marks on their bodies, and a few arrows stuck in their skin.

Zhang Yuan had no time to revel in the achievements of his knights. The commotion from the previous battle had already alerted the sea monsters and their subordinates hiding inside the ship.

Accompanied by a series of sharp and mournful soprano voices as background music, a group of goblins and several ogres emerged from the dilapidated shipwreck.

With the help of Pengyu Angel's Eye, Zhang Yuan could see the composition of the opposing team clearly. The three sirens hid themselves in a hollow formation composed of twelve goblins and two ogres, their sneakiness just like that of a certain duo.

However, one of the mages smiled silently, his slightly stubbled lips curving upwards. What did the other party mean by setting up such a dense formation in front of a mage like himself?
And those two cannibals, they looked fierce and intimidating, but Zhang Yuan, who had looked through the Faerun Biological Atlas in the library of Gaolibao, noticed something was off.

Both of them look like cannibals in terms of physique and skin color, but there are some differences. One of them is smaller and has a lighter skin color than the other.

In addition to some strange features in his appearance, Zhang Yuan was already certain that the other party was a hybrid of ogre and orc, and his combat power was inevitably weaker than that of a real ogre.

Both sides came with hostility, neither of them having any intention of negotiating. One of the sirens let out another long hiss, and two half-blooded ogres, along with half of the goblins, were about to charge with mechanical, sluggish steps. The rest of the goblins, led by the sirens, drew their bows and arrows, ready to fire.

The formation was well set up, but before the opponent could even begin to make a move, someone smashed the abacus to pieces.

Considering the potential strength talent that hybrid ogres may possess, the Grease spell is more suitable than the Web spell, which requires a strength-based assessment.

With a simple incantation and gesture, a swirling, greasy liquid erupted from the ground where the opponent was standing, instantly covering a circular area of ​​about 300 square meters and encompassing the entire array.

Now, let alone charging or shooting, even standing was extremely difficult, especially for the clumsy goblins and half-ogre ogres, who fell to the ground like overturned turtles, flailing their arms and legs in an attempt to get up but to no avail.

The sirens were both anxious and angry, but they knew that being trapped in the greasy magic meant they would be sitting ducks. They didn't care about being embarrassed, so they crawled out of the slippery, oily ground on all fours, using their hands and feet and sticking their little butts up.

To be honest, while the sirens are ferocious, they are quite beautiful. Moreover, they are completely naked and covered in oil, with only a wisp of seaweed surrounding their lower abdomen. This scene always reminds someone of certain indescribable adult films they watched in their past life.

An ambiguous smile appeared on Zhang Yuan's face, but as the incantation was completed, the smile suddenly turned cold, and the admiration in his eyes was nowhere to be seen.

"Incertus, Pulcher, Imperio"

Three-Ring Energy System - Palin's Cremation Pyramid!

A raging fire rose from the ground, fueled by the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it engulfed everything.

Even the bewitched goblins and half-ogres struggled madly in this intense pain, even breaking free from the siren's bewitching control, tumbling and trying to escape this terrifying crematorium.

As for the sirens? These creatures, who are used to living on the coast and whose lifestyle is almost like that of amphibians, have really suffered a great calamity today. Their delicate and smooth skin, which is covered with oil, was licked by the scorching tongues of fire, and soon it turned into charred and cracked pieces like broken lacquerware, with red cracks revealing the flesh and blood underneath.

Her once beautiful and charming face was twisted like a demon in this unbearable pain, and her vocal cords, which used to be able to sing and bewitch sailors, were now hoarse and torn in her desperate screams and cries.

Being magical creatures after all, aside from the large earth goblins who perished in the fire, three sirens and two ogres managed to escape. They had lost the will to fight and only wanted to get as far away as possible. They turned towards the sea, hoping to use the terrain to escape the terrible fate of being reduced to ashes.

However, how could Zhang Yuan, who had already clearly arranged the ending of the story, let the other party slip away so easily?
With a simple throw, the Overlord rises from the ground, soaring nearly a hundred meters into the air and descending upon the battlefield with immense power!
The two fastest ogres were knocked to the ground by the shockwave unleashed by the Overlord, unable to move for a moment, with blood continuously flowing from the corners of their mouths.

"Blade Storm!"

The Overlord gripped the longsword with both hands and stretched it forward. Then, he used his arms to spin his body at high speed, and a red whirlwind suddenly arose.

In just a few seconds, the cannibal, who had just escaped the fire, fell into a hell of blades. His already torn and mangled body collapsed to the ground under the strain and never rose again.

After dispatching the two unlucky guys with his knife, the Overlord charged relentlessly towards the three "African chickens" who had fallen behind.

The sea monsters, their bodies covered in red and black patches, let out a bloodcurdling scream. In their desperate attempt to use their charm spells, they discovered that their opponents were closing in without the slightest hesitation or pause.

"We surrender!" The leader of the siren knelt on the ground, and with his last strength, he let out a deafening shout in a voice that seemed to tear apart.

Good heavens, even a seasoned veteran like Kaigen was so shocked by that shout that his mouth dropped open, as if he were a hippopotamus struck by lightning. It goes without saying that Zhang Yuan, whose life experience is still lacking, was even more stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yuan turned to Kegen blankly and asked, "This...this monster can surrender?"

“Yes, there are. Even kobolds or goblins will kneel down and beg for mercy when they can’t escape.” The dwarf replied with wide eyes, “These intelligent beings are certainly more willing to live, so it’s not surprising that they surrender. But this is really rare. A few siren women?”

"Do they eat people?" Zhang Yuan asked, already having made up his mind that once the other party crossed this line, there was no need to say anything more.

"It is said that siren women prefer to seduce and enslave other creatures, but there seem to be no rumors of them eating people."

The person nodded upon hearing this.

Fortunately, when the siren begged for mercy, Zhang Yuan subconsciously gave the order to spare her life; otherwise, there would only be a few corpses left by now.

To guard against the siren's charm ability, Zhang Yuan left the dwarf and a few knight pieces in place, while he took Mars and Little with him and went over.

Tsk~ It's a disaster. The sirens' once beautiful faces are now black and red from the smoke and fire, and they've even developed blisters. Their skin is also burned and torn, with even more blisters than on their faces.

Fortunately, the siren is also a magical creature, and its vitality is far beyond that of ordinary people; otherwise, it would have died in the crematorium long ago, and wouldn't have had the chance to surrender now.

He survived, but in this state, he still wants to use charm magic? Wouldn't that increase the spell's failure rate by 50% and reduce the spell saving difficulty by 6?

A certain unscrupulous monk launched into a tirade of criticism, as if the tragic scene before him was not his doing.

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