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Wang: "He is immune to physical attacks!"
"So how can we kill him?"
King: "I don't know! Pathfinder can't cause fatal damage, and the hammer can't hit it! Anyway, help me destroy his spellcasting ability first! Don't let him use Banshee's Wail!"
The dwarf exclaimed, "He also has a Banshee's Wail? Are you kidding me?"
As he spoke, he jammed the hammer into the skull's mouth, completely interrupting the chanting of the spell.
The dwarf was obviously experienced in fighting high-level spellcasters and knew how to calculate how many high-level spell slots a high-level spellcaster had.
"Wait a minute!" The dwarf suddenly stopped. "He just triggered the chain trigger spell! This is also a nine-ring spell, right? Three nine-ring spell slots? Calis Newman! Such a powerful lich is actually helping the orcs to attack the city! Minos is doomed!"
Wang: "We have to find a way to get rid of him——"
He suddenly stopped swinging his sword.
"Eh?" he said, "Can I cast a spell now?"
Flint: "Hurry!"
Wang quickly took out a ball made of bat dung and sulfur: "This is the only attack spell I have today!"
Dwarf: "Explode on me! Don't worry about me! We dwarves are resistant to magic! For the rest, use oh oh oh oh..."
The dwarf flew up and landed at the king's feet.
Marika yelled, "I'll stop the spell, don't worry about it blowing me up!"
Wang chanted the spell loudly: "Fireball!"
A fireball hit the lich.
Marika turned around and flipped over the city wall, using the battlements to block the power of the fireball.
However, the fireball still affected some people who were fixed in place by the mighty God, and burned their skin.
However, the shattered skeleton was completely unscathed, and could even make a mocking sound: "Kakakaka!"
Apparently, liches have extremely high spell resistance to normal magic.
He shouted: "Corpse Dragon! Save me!"
The corpse dragon that had been circling in the sky immediately turned around - yes, they had no intelligence, and without orders, it would be none of their business even if their master was killed.
Wang: "Oh no! We can't let him get away!"
He pulled out the Cyclops Energy Nuclear Staff, "I also have the Scorching Ray! Let's see if this can kill him!"
Flint asked as he got up: "If the spell doesn't work and you fall into a coma for three days, that will be terrible! Without you, we won't even be able to tell what spell he is casting!"
Just as the king was about to speak, Elizabeth shouted, "I'll do it! Let me cast the scorching ray! You will be responsible for channeling the energy to strengthen my ray!"
The king made a prompt decision. He put one hand around Elizabeth's waist and held the Cyclops Energy Staff with the other hand: "Don't worry, let me guide the energy. You just need to touch the staff with your hand and then slowly pull it open--"
Elizabeth put her hand on the staff and immediately exclaimed, "It's hot!"
Wang: "Pull it apart! Otherwise your hands will turn into carbon!!"
Elizabeth shouted, and imitated the king's actions she had seen before, pulling her palm away from the bright energy core!
The ribbons of light look like a rainbow.
An intense light, brighter than the sun in the sky at that moment, shone on the city wall.
There was clearly no shock wave, but all the dust and rubble on the city wall were blown away!
Even the unchanging white city walls seemed to have a layer of fine powder peeling off their surface!
Elizabeth's hands seemed to be burning, and the rainbow-shaped light just now was now leaping like flames!
Elizabeth couldn't help but exclaim: "My hand is as hot as a bright red fire!"
Wang: "It's shouting for us to seize victory!"
Elizabeth: "Scorching ray!"
While chanting the spell, she pointed her finger at the skeleton on the ground!
The burst of red light hit the skull.
The instantaneous high temperature slowly but resolutely turned the skeleton into powder!
The green light in the skeleton's pupils never disappeared. He was shouting with his nonexistent vocal cords, "I've never, never seen such a way of guiding energy! How is this done? Ahhhhh!"
The skeleton was completely turned into powder, until finally, the two balls of green light disappeared like a candle in the wind.
An unwilling voice echoed in the air: "I will be back!"
The intense light disappeared.
Elizabeth fell directly into the king's arms and fainted.
The still diving zombie dragon began to disintegrate in the air because it lost the source of its power, and fell apart, eventually turning into rotten meat on the wall of Minos.
The stench filled the air.
Flint: "Holy shit, we just defeated a 9th level - a lich with three 9th level spell slots!"
King: "If we didn't defeat him, if he was a prepared lich, he might come back in a few months or even a month. And he was too arrogant today and didn't cast protective magic on himself first. Otherwise, even if there was a pathfinder, I wouldn't be able to hurt him with my sword skills.
"Also, he canceled his invisibility spell just to ask me how I could be immune to the mighty God... No, no, we just got lucky today, we didn't win by strength. We should have escaped from the orcs' camp while the lich was destroyed!"
Marika: "With the comatose Elizabeth? And the burdensome Rosalie?"
Wang: "We won't take Rosalie with us. Let him stay with the crew and catch up after we are relieved!"
Rosalie finally got rid of the control of the Mighty God at this time, and just heard these words: "No! Are you going to escape before the lich is resurrected? You don't consider me a member, but the lich may not! Take me away! I don't want to be turned into a zombie!"
The king looked at Rosalie.
Xiaobai and Nini also started to move again at this time.
Nini raised her bow and arrow: "Where's the lich?"
Wang: "We have dealt with him temporarily. But it seems that we have created a grudge. Next time he will be fully prepared to kill us."
Nini's eyes widened: "Isn't that terrible?"
Xiaobai: "Let's run! As long as we run far enough, he won't be able to catch us!"
Gotrek: “Yes!”
Wang: "We'll run tonight."
He glanced at Rosalie and said, "If we have to take you and the unconscious Elizabeth with us at the same time, we can't run normally. Go and ask your father to send out the Griffin Knights to cover us. Just tell him that if he doesn't send the Griffin Knights, we won't take you with us."
Rosalie nodded: "Leave it to me?"
Flint exclaimed, "Are you going to fly out in dragon form again? No, no, no, I don't want to throw myself out of the armor again!"
King: "Take us to the Dwarven District. We will ask the Dwarves to make a simple dragon saddle that you can sit on. This way, I can fly at full speed with you and still be able to maneuver!"
Flint: "Say it earlier, I'll ask them to fill a basket for me."
Wang: "Okay, get moving!"
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After giving the order, the wizard handed Elizabeth in his arms to Marika, then stepped forward and picked up the remaining arm of the lich.
There is a ring on the arm.
The king simply put the ring away, then picked up the lich's bag of spell materials, pointed at the robe and said, "We need to find a tailor with magic weaving abilities to repair this robe."
The dwarf picked up the robe, shook out the bones that had turned to ash, and examined it carefully: "It's a very beautiful pattern. We can go to the dwarf district and try to find someone to repair it.
"But the elves should be better at this."
He turned to look at Nini: "Can you knit?"
Nini: "I can. But I can't repair magic robes."
Gao Trick silently picked up the broken sleeves on the ground, folded them together and handed them to Wang: "Here!"
After Wang took it, he stuffed them all into the dimensional bag.
"Let's go to the Dwarf District first. I'll study the ring on the way. After all, Minos City is so big, there's plenty of time to study it on the way there."
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The central camp of the orc army.
The orc overlord Asule is actually not as big, strong, or green as many humans imagine.
Because he is a half-orc.
Orcs must be despised and bullied in the human world, but in the orc world, orcs despise half-orcs only because they are too weak. Orcs believe that human blood weakens the power of orcs.
In other words, in the world of orcs, as long as an orc is strong enough, he can gain respect.
Asule once fought as a gladiator in human arenas and learned a lot of human fighting skills.
Most orcs like various axes or war hammers because they are extremely powerful, but Asule likes to use "sissy" daggers and short swords.
Since returning home, Asule has won every challenge he has faced - if he had lost just one, he wouldn't be in his current position.
Of course, the wisdom he learned in the human world is also the reason why Asule can stand in his current position. That's right, the current performance of the orc army is different from that of ordinary people, not because there are liches providing advice, but because the new orc overlord is intelligent.
Asule was studying the terrain carefully in front of the map when the necromancer apprentice Cloche, who was standing by, suddenly raised his head and said, "Oh no, the teacher has messed up."
Asule was shocked: "The reinforcements from the Union of Arcane Mages arrived in Minos so quickly? How many high-level mages came?"
Cloche shook his head: "No. Our intelligence should be absolutely correct!"
Asule sneered: "Are you saying that the Austrian Federation may not immediately assist Minos because of the disagreement?"
Cloche: "What we said is that we will not help Monrovia. Recently, the lords of Monrovia have been donating less and less to the Federation. The Supreme Council of the Federation is very dissatisfied with this, so they want to make Monrovia suffer a little."
Asule: "If it is true, although I, as the leader of the orcs, welcome this, I still despise humans."
Cloche expressed his deep sympathy: "Humans are the most despicable. It is better for them to be exterminated."
Asule: "Aren't you also a human?"
"Yes, so I hate myself very much. I study hard every day, wanting to transform into a lich like my teacher. My teacher said that the best choice is to upgrade and become a planeswalker, but I don't think so. The important thing is to get rid of humans and get rid of this stinking skin!"