Spellcasting Gods

“I am a witness to this contest, and anyone who tries to interfere will automatically become my enemy. Beautiful lady, please put down your weapon; it will be better for both of us.” Zhang Cheng, who had specially altered his appearance and voice, removed his hood and offered his sincere advice.

“Regis! Help me!” Katie Brieel clearly had no intention of surrendering and called for the halflings’ help, but she clearly underestimated Entreri’s power.

Regis had no will to fight whatsoever and immediately turned and ran toward the tunnel leading to the surface.

"Hahaha! Looks like your friend isn't going to help you." Zhang Cheng laughed and threw out a bundle of rope.

Before the halfling could run more than ten meters, he was bound tightly from head to toe by a rope that fell from the sky and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Activate the ropes, a spell of relatively low level.

While it may not pose a real threat to powerful enemies, it is more than enough to capture relatively weak thieves.

“A wizard? You’re a wizard!” Katie Brie’s eyes flashed with fear as she stared at Regis, who was lying on the ground struggling.

Having grown up in Icewind Dale, she had never seen any magic before. In addition, her adoptive father was a dwarf who rejected magic, which gave her an innate fear of magic.

“Sit down and watch this duel quietly with me. I promise that after the battle is over, no matter who kills whom, you can both leave safely.” With that, Zhang Cheng snatched the “heart-piercing bow” from the girl’s hand and continued to enjoy the two’s precise and deadly performance.

He could tell that both Drizzt and Entreri had mastered the art of muscle control, like a perfectly precise machine, until one of them broke down and made a mistake...

Chapter 0478: The Game Has Only Just Begun

It must be said that, although Zhang Cheng had always looked down on soldiers, especially those idiots who didn't like to use their brains and only wanted to solve everything with their fists and muscles.

But Twisted Fate and Entreri are clearly not in this category.

Five minutes have passed since the beginning.

The two remained highly tense, showing no signs of relaxing. Even though they were drenched in sweat, their weapon-wielding movements remained perfectly precise, with each attack hitting within centimeters of a vital point.

If it were an ordinary person, the outcome would probably be decided in a few seconds, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted, their eyes as sharp as swords.

Undoubtedly, they both realized each other's strength and an indescribable sense of similarity through their matches, as if they were seeing another version of themselves through a mirror.

What would you do if you found someone who was extremely similar to you?

It will definitely not be a case of sitting down hand in hand for a long talk, and then developing into close friends who can talk about anything.

On the contrary, this person will try every means to distinguish themselves from the other party, or even kill the other party directly, so as to make themselves a unique existence.

Entreri, in particular, with his cold and cruel heart, longed to slit the necks of dark elves and use blood and death to prove his worth.

"I'll kill you!" he roared, panting, at his opponent who was right in front of him.

"No! You can't kill me!" Drizzt retorted defiantly.

Although he felt his physical strength was nearing its limit, and even his white hair was soaked with sweat, he was willing to continue for his friend's safety, even to end this duel that was destined to have only one survivor.

Just as Entreri was about to say something, Zhang Cheng, who was not far away, suddenly spoke up: "Dear Dark Elf, I think I need to remind you that your battle has lasted for more than five minutes. If it can't end soon, your barbarian and dwarf friends are doomed."

Upon hearing this, Drizzt's pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly turned his head to glance at the arched bridge.

All they found was the corpse of a gray dwarf guard; Bruno and the other gray dwarf had vanished without a trace.

"Hey! What are you looking at?" Entreri took advantage of his opponent's momentary lapse in concentration and plunged the dagger into his left shoulder.

"Ugh!" Drizzt groaned.

Although he reacted quickly and retreated, avoiding having his entire shoulder pierced, he still suffered considerable damage, and blood stained his mithril chainmail in the blink of an eye.

Such injuries are probably nothing in a fight against ordinary people or monsters; he can take down most enemies even with just one hand.

However, when facing an assassin with almost the exact same strength, skill, and speed, this wound could be fatal!

The intense pain would cause him to lose his proud reaction speed. Once he could no longer keep up, he would soon have a second, third, and fourth wound, until he could no longer defend himself and was pierced through vital organs by the enemy.

Similarly, Entreri realized this as well, licking his lips and sneering, "It's finally over! I have to admit, you are the most skilled warrior I have ever seen. But unfortunately, we are like completely opposite twins, destined for one of us to survive."

"That's not fair! He just interrupted the duel with words!" Katie Brie protested loudly as soon as she saw her friend injured.

"Fairness? Hahahaha! Silly girl, there is no such thing as fairness in this world. Only the weak beg for fairness, while the strong will use any means to seize victory. Besides, he was distracted in the battle, so he has no one to blame but himself." The assassin let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Don't get cocky! You haven't won yet!" Drizzt endured the pain and assumed a fighting stance.

He wasn't the kind of person who liked to complain about fairness. In fact, in his first lesson learning to fight from his father, he learned a lesson: never believe a word spoken by the enemy.

"I love your indomitable will and your eyes! They give me even greater satisfaction after killing you. Farewell, Dark Elf, I will miss you..."

As the last word was uttered, Entri Ridge shot out like an arrow, bursting with unprecedented speed and breaking into the opponent's defensive perimeter.

With his left shoulder injured, Twisted Fate was powerless to resist and could only retreat step by step, trying to parry and block with his intact hand.

Just as he was about to retreat to the edge of the cliff, his other injured arm suddenly rose up, crossed and pressed down, and then immediately dropped the weapon in his hand, swinging his fist and smashing it hard into the assassin's chin.

boom!

Dark elves may not be known for their strength, but the chin is one of the most vulnerable parts of a human body. If struck with force, the brain will start to shake violently, followed by a loss of balance.

Entreri didn't even have a chance to resist before his head slammed heavily against the hard rock. His hands, which were tightly gripping his weapon, had to loosen, and he had to raise his forearms to block the rain of fists.

Even so, he only managed to hold out for half a minute before being knocked unconscious.

He probably never dreamed that the Dark Elves would abandon their weapons at the crucial moment and choose to end the duel with their fists.

However, Drizzt had no intention of killing Entreri. After confirming that the other party was unconscious, he immediately stood up, picked up his scimitar, and said to Zhang Cheng with a wary look, "Mage! How about we make a deal? You release my friend, and I'll release him too."

"Hehe, of course, I have no intention of being your enemy. It's just to satisfy his infatuation with you." Zhang Cheng smiled as he untied the ropes binding the halfling and generously returned the Heart-Piercing Bow to the girl.

"Thank you!"

Seeing his captured friend unharmed, Trist cautiously thanked him, then sheathed the blade he had been holding to the assassin's neck. He then carefully began to back away, and once he had crossed the arched bridge, he quickly turned and ran towards the passage leading down below.

Watching the three of them completely disappear, Zhang Cheng shrugged nonchalantly, bent down, and gently patted Entrepreneur's face: "Wake up!"

"Damn it! My head hurts so much! Where are the dark elves?" The assassin slowly opened his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground.

"he's gone."

"Gone? Did I lose?"

"I think so."

"But I'm not reconciled!" Entreri clenched his fists tightly, his eyes blazing with hatred.

"Don't rush, the game has only just begun. If nothing unexpected happens, you'll have many more chances. You know, Drizzt is a dark elf, and he has a huge advantage in terms of race. You have no chance of defeating him right now, so I've prepared a little gift for you."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng took out a small bottle of pale yellow magic potion from his pocket...

Chapter 0479 Taking Over the Mithril Hall

"What are its effects?" Entreri asked, taking the potion with a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Power! Drink it and you will gain a special power!" Zhang Cheng answered with a smile.

This energy potion is an enhancer he extracted from the crater crystals after countless failures. It is similar to the potion Gildan drank before, but this time it activates not the power of blood and muscles, but a lighter and more precise nervous system.

By increasing the conduction speed of the nervous system, users can temporarily gain a strong reaction ability.

Even before the opponent notices, they can plunge a sharp blade into a vital spot and end a battle.

For killers, assassins, and thieves, this is a qualitative leap from quantitative change.

Entreri stared at the potion emitting a pale yellow light, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took a deep breath, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Just half a minute later, he felt as if an electric current was coursing through his body, occasionally causing slight muscle twitches.

After the sensations subsided, he tried swinging his arms a couple of times and was surprised to find that the speed was twice as fast as usual.

To confirm that this was not an illusion, the assassin held a gold coin between his fingers and quickly tested the dexterity of his fingers.

Unsurprisingly, the finger reaction speed did indeed double, and the balance bar and body coordination also became much stronger.

Seeing the incredulous look on the other person's face, Zhang Cheng asked with a smile, "So, do you like my little gift?"

“Of course! There’s no better gift in the world! Thank you!” Entreri nodded without hesitation.

You have to understand that he comes from Karin Port, the most populous and prosperous ancient city on the continent of Faerûn. He knows very well the price of magic potions, especially those that can fundamentally improve a person's physical attributes. It wouldn't be surprising if they sparked a war in the underworld.

“Don’t be shy. I told you before, you won’t regret your choice. This is just the beginning. As long as you work for me, I guarantee you’ll get even more than you have now. Alright, enough chit-chat. Let’s go down and talk to that black dragon called Shadow. Hopefully, it hasn’t been killed yet.” With that, Zhang Cheng leaped off the cliff.

Entriri's lips twitched slightly when he saw this.

Just as he was about to jump down after him, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the bottom of the valley.

Immediately following was a gruff voice roaring in dwarven language: "Damn reptile! Get out of my house!"

There was an old dwarf with a cloak on fire on his back, clinging tightly to the back of a dragon, gripping a mithril battle axe embedded in the bones.

The dragon struggled and rolled incessantly, trying to throw the dwarf off its back.

Unfortunately, the dwarf was not alone; he had companions to help him.

The moment the black dragon turned and rolled, a warhammer radiating powerful magical energy soared into the air and slammed into its head, forcing it to crash into a nearby stalagmite with a deafening boom.

Before the black dragon could react, another mithril arrow, gleaming with a cold light, shot out from the darkness, piercing its vulnerable eye and causing it to fall painfully from mid-air.

Through the red light emanating from the fire at the Earth's core, Entreri saw the dark elves lurking in the shadows, preparing to launch a fatal attack, as well as the halflings and demonic pendants he needed to take with him.

"Heh, Drizzt Du'erden, let's change the location of our next duel to Karin Harbor. This time, you won't be as lucky as you are today..."

The words had barely left his mouth!

The assassin leaped off the cliff as well.

With his superhuman reflexes, he easily found a foothold on the cliff. Using his hands and feet to slow his descent, he arrived behind Regis in the blink of an eye, knocking the halfling who was focused on watching the battle unconscious. Then, in front of the dark elf ranger, he turned and disappeared at the end of the passage.

Although Entreri was eager to get revenge right away, he knew that having just gained super reaction speed, he couldn't yet perfectly control this power and needed some time to get used to it and practice.

The journey back to Port Karin was enough for him to complete all the relevant training and further improve his skills.

"Die! Die! You damned murderer!"

Bruno the dwarf was completely unaware that one of his friends had been captured by the enemy. He continued to swing his axe, trying to kill the enormous creature at his feet.

"Roar!!!!!!!!"

The intense pain forced Shuo Ying to begin descending in altitude, emitting a terrifying scream.

Just as it was about to collide with the ground, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, grabbed the dwarf who had gone mad, and threw him into a tunnel not far away.

boom!

Before Bruno could even react to what was happening, his head made intimate contact with the wall, his eyes rolled back, and he fell into a deep coma.