Almost as soon as the drow priestess cast her magical spell, Brian immediately judged the other party's magical spell.

Blessing from the Demon Spider!

An evil divine magic unique to the drow priestesses.

Its operating principle is to extract the purification of the Abyss Demon Hunter Spider and inject it into the body of the drow, causing it to be instantly transformed into a half-human, half-spider, which looks like a hybrid between a drow and a spider.

Since they are infused with the essence of demon-hunting spiders, these half-human, half-spider monsters will randomly inherit many of the characteristics of abyssal demons.

Such as: corrosive armor, toxins, spider webs, body protective aura, magic eye rays and other weird characteristics.

Following the malicious ridicule of the priestess, the four transformed half-humans and half-spiders launched an attack at the command.

A drow warrior with eight black eyes in the middle of his face took the lead in attacking.

Its eight terrifying black eyes suddenly shrank, and a dark purple ray with a light black aura shot out, hitting an orc at an extremely fast speed.

The orc who was hit by the "Magic Eye Ray" screamed in pain from his throat, and the ray with lightning properties blew it to pieces without mercy.

The other two monsters opened their mouths and sprayed out two spider webs, covering Brian and the sword mage beside him.

The last one suddenly flashed with a teleportation light, and almost in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the orc chief.

This half-human, half-spider monster poked out its fangs covered in mucus from under its lips and fought with the violent orcs.

——"Thunder Vortex!"

"Boom!"

A vortex composed of arcane energy was formed between the sword mage's swings. The vortex sizzled and flashed with lightning.

At the moment when the vortex was formed, the two spiders that rushed over were suddenly tightly wrapped by a pulling and dragging force, making it impossible to break free.

The derro dwarves' magical attack skills and the long sword in the hand of the drow warrior immediately attacked the two monsters who were unable to escape.

——"Burning Hands!"

Brian's spell was just about to succeed, and a cone-shaped flame sprayed on the spider web that had not yet landed, spreading at an extremely fast speed, forming two scorching fire webs, until they burned out.

"I'll leave these two spiders to you, I'll deal with the priestess."

Brian put away the 'Dawnbringer', released the spiritual crystal servant, gave instructions to the sword mage beside him and a few people not far away, and immediately distanced himself from these people.

Just then.

His attention, which had been focused on the priestess from beginning to end, suddenly found that the other party stretched out a slender black hand and shouted a syllable in the language of the devil.

A wave of cold shadows emerged, like a terrifying swarm of bats flying towards him in a dark mass.

These phantoms chirped, circled and swooped at him, trying to tear his flesh apart with their sharp claws.

Facing unfamiliar magic.

Although Brian didn't know the specific power, the shadow knowledge he had read in the past two months in Ancient Orens City allowed him to instantly judge the most correct way to deal with it at the moment.

He concentrated, and with a thought, the Spiritual Crystal Servant, which had already helped him to concentrate, shimmered around him with light blue light.

——"Ectoplasmic barrier!"

——"Advanced concealment film!"

The two non-stop powers made Brian's mind sting, but the effect was indeed obvious.

Two ripples appeared on his body almost at the same time, a twisted translucent film, constantly switching between reality and reality.

The swarm of winged phantoms carried the eerie shadow energy, drowned him with screams, and flew past his blurry body into the depths of the tunnel.

The few phantoms that were lucky enough to be hit were also protected by the "ectoplasmic barrier" and caused minimal damage.

Brian relied on his strong willpower and gritted his teeth to endure the additional shadow damage from the phantom.

He quickly calmed down, eliminated all distractions, and prepared to perform magic.

——"Second-level spell: Demonic field backlash!"

As he whispered a syllable and made a gesture, the charming purple energy burst out from his palm, hitting the priest's magical shield, and crackling like an electric shock.

This is a new magic he learned in the drow's magic table.

The more buffs or protective barriers applied to the target hit by this spell, the stronger the backlash damage will be.

Brian had long noticed that his opponent had added many protective spells to himself, making it difficult for him to start, so he chose this attack spell without hesitation.

As the charming purple energy jumps continuously like a demonic fire.

The defensive force field around the drow priestess and the magical buffs she applied began to surge with waves of backlash energy.

The pain caused by the magic backlash made her groan, and streaks of scarlet blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

She quickly removed the buffing magic around her, and the damage caused by the magic field's backlash immediately receded like a tide.

The priestess wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of her mouth and gasped for air.

Her scarlet eyes looked at the enemy in the distance in disbelief, wondering why this despicable surface man could master the magic of their drow.

Immediately afterwards, she noticed that the opponent's hands were rapidly dancing with spells, and the violent magical energy around her was also condensing at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling the dangerous energy surging, the priestess narrowed her eyes and easily judged the spell cast by the other party.

She suppressed her doubts in her heart, sneered, and launched a counterattack.

She immediately pulled out a black staff from her belt and chanted a prayer in a low voice quickly.

A group of tiny spiders fell from the staff engraved with spider patterns and rushed towards Brian eagerly.

This large group of creepy little spiders were running fast and growing up visibly to the naked eye.

Until every spider became as big as a goblin and swarmed towards Brian's body.

Seeing the opponent's unfinished spell, the priestess smiled victoriously.

In her mind, she even imagined the other person being swallowed by a magic spider, drained of body fluids, and turned into a pile of rags, bones and human skin.

However, when the spider swarm appeared and Brian appeared, she discovered that things did not develop at all as she imagined.

"How is that possible?" The evil smile of the priestess froze on her ebony face.

She looked at the swarm of spiders in shock, and suddenly she seemed to see some terrible natural enemy. Like ants on a hot pot, they scattered left and right in panic and fled in panic.

At the same time, the spell that Brian had been brewing for a long time was finally completed.

——"Third-ring spell: Fireball!"

——"Metamagic Specialty: Spell Power!"

——"Arcane Explosion!"

Under Brian's control, a hissing fireball bursting with flames quickly flew towards the drow priestess, dragging its whirring tail flames.

In panic, the drow priestess took out a magic scroll, tore it open immediately, pushed forward with both palms, and a powerful magic barrier appeared in front of her.

Just when the fireball was about to hit, there was a sudden 'whoosh' sound, dragging the slender tail flame, and forcibly changed its flight path, and rushed towards the top of the tunnel lined with stalactite pillars above the head.

"Boom!"

Along with the loud roar, the entire tunnel began to shake. Other people who were fighting with the half-human, half-spider monster either looked away in surprise, or hurriedly avoided the falling gravel.

"Bang!"

A stalactite pillar as thick as an ogre's thigh fell first on the head of the priestess who focused on magic defense.

She was beaten until her eyes were filled with stars, blood flowed down her face, and her body lost balance, swaying like a drunkard.

However, this pain is far from over for her.

Countless rubble and broken stalactite pillars poured down like a violent storm, burying the frightened priestess directly inside.

Looking at his results, Brian shook off the dust on his cloak and remembered the words circulated in the game:

There is no problem that a fireball cannot solve. If it really can't be solved, then put another one!

As a wizard who specializes in evocation spells, he is very familiar with the release and control of fireball magic.

For example: one ring of burning hands, two rings of flaming ball, three rings of fireball, four rings of concentrated blast, five rings of advanced pyrotechnics, six rings of bursting fireball, seven rings of fire storm, eight rings of sunburst, nine rings

Circular meteor bursts, etc. are all his best skills.

Brian looked at the struggling and squirming ruins, skillfully releasing the fireball technique that he couldn't remember how many times he had used it.

There was a roaring explosion.

Rocks were flying everywhere, and the air was filled with choking smoke.

The priestess who leaned out of the ruins was blown to pieces and buried inside forever.

"Target is dead!"

"Soul energy is being extracted..."

"Gain experience points: 2500 points!"

…………

Brian glanced at the battle that was about to end on the sword mage's side, spit out the dust that was sucked into his mouth, held his breath, and rushed into the smoke of the explosion, intending to find the dimensional bag left by the priestess before she died.

Just then.

His vigilant instinct surged in his heart, causing him to quickly stop and subconsciously glance in the direction of the orc warchief.

A terrible scene appeared.

Along with the heart-stopping tremors coming from inside the hard rock ground, a huge dark purple thing broke out of the ground.

The monster opened its jaws full of fangs, leaned forward nimbly, and swallowed the unprepared orc chief and the monster that was fighting with him.

Immediately afterwards, a tail covered with poisonous stings broke through the ground from the other end of the surface. It seemed to be raised lightly, but it was packed with huge power and suddenly swept away the last surviving orc.

The orc's burly body was like a baseball that had been blown away. It soared into the air. Without even a chance to scream, it was inserted into a sharp stone pillar at the top of the tunnel. The blood flowed down and formed in the blink of an eye.

A small pool of faintly shiny water.

"It is indeed an adult purple insect!"

Seeing this situation, Brian's pupils shrank suddenly, but his expression was not as surprised as the others.
Chapter completed!