In the darkness, Brian moved through the intricate tunnels with steps as gentle as the breeze. Every step was both secretive and accompanied by a vigilant posture.

He obtained a pair of soft and silent elf boots from Jonara, as well as a highly concealable black magic cloak.

Although he did not use the "invisibility spell", hiding in the darkness was no different from using the invisibility spell.

At this moment, he was not walking aimlessly, but trying his best to move towards a place with sufficient light.

Because the Underdark is not darkness where you can't see anything.

Amid the flashes of countless luminous fungi, most areas are in darkness.

In such an environment, his night vision allows him to see his surroundings clearly.

After all, he wasn't confident enough to compare his sight distance in the dark with the drow.

Soon, he came to a cluster of fluorescent bacteria glowing with blue light.

He stared at the silent environment and quickly hid in the tunnel behind the blue-light fungi, observing everything around him vigilantly.

After a while, he spotted Santila's vague figure walking cautiously in his direction.

Like his attire, this young drow wizard wore a magic cloak that symbolized the drow elves, and wore magic elf boots. He walked briskly and eagerly, keeping his eyes focused on the journey ahead.

Brian didn't hesitate and immediately launched an attack.

——"First-level spell: secondary flame ball!"

A weak whisper echoed in the tunnel, and a dark red fireball condensed and formed in the palm of his hand in the blink of an eye.

Under Brian's control, the bright fireball dragged its slender tail flame, flexibly bypassing the jagged stalactite pillars, and headed straight towards Santila.

The drow was calm beyond Brian's expectation.

She stopped and raised her hands fiercely. A force field barrier that resisted magical energy appeared around her, and the dazzling fireball exploded into a sheet of magical flames.

Then, she quickly shuttled between the huge stalagmites, trying to make it difficult for the spell to lock her figure.

Hidden in the darkness, Brian tried his best to search for the ghostly figure of the drow. His hands were not idle, and he quickly completed another spell.

——"Third-ring spell: Fireball!"

A basketball-sized fireball roared into the stalagmites where the drow were hiding.

If he can't lock her figure, he violently destroys the place. This is the most common fighting method for a wizard who is proficient in evocation spells.

Accompanied by bursts of loud rumblings and violent explosions, the surrounding tunnels trembled, and rubble poured everywhere like rain.

Brian nimbly dodged a stone pillar that collapsed due to the vibration, and listened through the diffuse dust to the subtle sounds among the ruins.

A faint coughing sound made him instantly capture the position of the drow figure.

Just as he was thinking about how to counterattack, a dark red fireball of the same size hissed towards him.

The fireball was released so fast that it completely exceeded his expectations.

Brian instantly guessed that the other party was definitely using some kind of magic equipment or spell scroll.

This made him predict that he was likely to be wiped out by fireballs next.

——"Second-level spell: Dimension jump!"

Dim light particles swirled and danced around him, and then there was a 'bang' sound and the energy mysteriously dissipated.

Brian's expression changed, and his sensitivity to spells allowed him to realize that the moment his teleportation spell was used, the surrounding dimensional space was blocked in time.

In other words, Santila possesses some kind of magic item similar to a dimensional anchor.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to release fourth-ring spells now. Otherwise, he could find a way to break this blockade.

In battles between spell casters, a tiny mistake often turns the tide of the battle.

——"Ectoplasmic barrier!"

Brian immediately calmed down, concentrated, used his psychic powers, and then hid sideways in the deep tunnel to act as a cover.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Continuous fireballs continued to smash into the bunker tunnel where Brian was hiding, falling like shells, causing the tunnel like a bomb shelter to shake violently.

The pungent smell of sulfur invaded his mouth and nose along the cracks in the tunnel, causing him to burst into tears.

At the same time, he clearly felt an aura similar to the smelly cloud technique approaching.

In other words, after the baptism of fireballs, the opponent tried to force him out with poison gas.

There was no panic in Brian's expression. He continued to retreat deeper into the tunnel while quickly completing the spell-casting gesture.

——"Second-level spell: wind creation!"

The howling wind swept away sand, rocks and smoke in the small tunnel.

He held his breath, wrapped his cloak tightly, bent down, and with a single lunge, followed the fierce wind and suddenly rushed out of the tunnel.

When Brian was about to rush to the tunnel entrance, he jumped, flew over the collapsed stalagmites and rubble, rolled on the spot, slowed down the force of his fall, and quickly stood up.

Due to his keen sense of magic, before he even raised his head to check, he sensed an energy similar to ozone coming towards him condescendingly.

——"Spell-like ability: Star of Arvandor."

Brian, who had no time to cast the spell, made a thought, and six small, twinkling meteors surrounded him, emitting a shimmering light like stars, shining brightly.

He stretched out his finger without hesitation, and three small stars dragged bright strips of light and rushed towards the speeding beam of lightning.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were three explosions in succession, and meteors and lightning burst into brilliant light among the dim fungi.

The dazzling light reflected the drow wizard hiding behind the stalagmite.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The moment he locked onto his figure, Brian controlled the remaining three meteors surrounding him. They were like sharp arrows leaving a string, and shot toward Santila with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Avandor's Star" is a spell that can only be mastered by spellcasters with elven blood.

Brian also gained this ability inadvertently due to the activation of elven blood.

Since spell-like spells can be released instantly without the need for gestures, spells, or casting materials, he generally will not use them easily until the critical moment.

See the magic of three speeding meteors.

Santila looked startled. She held a magic jewelry that looked like a pointer tightly in her hand, and immediately activated the spell, and her figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

However, to her disbelief, this strange spell trembled slightly in mid-air, suddenly dragged a slender strip of light, made a sharp turn, and quickly chased after it.

A series of defensive spells appeared in Santila's mind, and she recited a series of syllables softly and quickly while making complex gestures with her fingers in the air.

In an instant, a protective barrier shining with dark blue light protected her and successfully withstood the explosion of three meteors.

Under the influence of the impact, she took two steps back and took the opportunity to quietly take out a staff that could release fireballs from her space pocket.

Just when she was about to activate the command to release the fireball, Brian's attack approached again.

This time it was an energy ball dancing with lightning. She recognized it as a spell through spell recognition almost instantly.

Although the explosive power of the lightning ball was not great, the burst of light was mottled and dazzling, as if tiny daggers stung her eyes.

She cast a spell to hold up the defensive force field and retreated while adjusting to her restored vision.

Just when she was about to fight back again, her pointed ears hidden behind her disheveled white hair keenly captured the whistling magic.

A fireball, obviously larger than before, struck over with pulsating dark red energy.

Santila's expression changed. Knowing that she could not escape, she stood there. A ring engraved with mysterious runes between her fingers shimmered, and the energy protection field appeared in time.

The air wave generated by the exploding fireball lifted the drow wizard's slender body away.

She quickly activated the drow's natural spell "Levitation" and fell to the ground gracefully and steadily.

Santila groaned, mobilized her magic power, and activated the command for the staff. The dark red gem at the top pointed directly at Brian in the distance.

When the flame runes of the metal staff burst out with scorching light, a series of fist-sized fireballs roared towards Brian one after another.

Brian concentrated his mind and mobilized the remaining spiritual energy. He raised his palm and a light blue ectoplasm barrier enveloped him.

Fireballs the size of fists exploded into brilliant magical flames one after another.

He gritted his teeth and endured the violent impact of the fireball explosion, and then immediately counterattacked.

The two spellcasters were facing each other, using magic to attack and counterattack one after another.

The complex gestures and personal momentum are like a duel between two swordsman masters. The frightening, gorgeous and deadly magical light keeps exploding in the darkness.

After successfully countering the spell again, Santila looked at Brian in the distance in surprise.

It is hard to imagine that after fighting for so long, he still has the strength to resist his own magic and take the opportunity to fight back.

At this time, she had consumed almost all of her magic equipment and spell scrolls.

However, her high concentration of energy shocked her to find that her enemy did not rely on any external objects at all, and could suppress her with just her own hard power, and she seemed to be able to do so with ease.

Feeling the mental energy exhausted from the continuous release of spells, Santila thought for a moment and danced her slender fingers to make a spell gesture.

This is a rare and difficult magic, few drow know it, and even fewer can master it.
To be continued...