A slight crackling sound warned Brian that someone had passed through the confines of the stone chamber.

Although in this stone room where freedom is restricted, setting up restrictions is undoubtedly unnecessary, but he still arranged a redundant one out of a good habit he usually developed.

He raised his eyes from the book and glanced coldly in the direction of the sound.

The door to the stone chamber was sealed by magic, and he knew a spell to unlock the seal.

If he wanted to, he could even escape without any effort.

But he has self-awareness, and the situation at this time did not force him to choose this path.

As he cast his gaze in the direction of the sound, to his surprise, it was not as he imagined: after the restriction was triggered, a wave of imperceptible blue-white energy would surge out of the stone door.

A trace of confusion crept onto his increasingly solemn face.

He forced himself to remain calm, but his mind was thinking about the intruder in the room at an extremely fast speed.

It could be seen from the untouched stone door that the mortal stalker was hiding in the darkness with the help of some kind of magic. The empty room also made him understand that this intruder was proficient in superb hiding skills.

Thinking of this, Brian frowned slightly.

He found that with his perception and the sensitivity given by his elf blood, he could not find any clues.

If he hadn't arranged an extra restriction, he could even imagine that he might not even know how he died.

In other words, someone maintained the invisibility magic and sneaked into his room quietly.

So, what is the purpose of this enemy?

Brian's eyebrows immediately tightened. He was ready to fight and unconsciously hid one hand under the table, ready to use deadly spells at any time.

Suddenly, a bright energy ball circled the sharp turn of the bookshelf and flew towards him.

Brian, who had been prepared for a long time, entered combat mode almost as soon as the energy ball appeared.

——"Ectoplasmic barrier!"

He put down the book in his hand and sat on the chair without moving at all. In a state of high concentration, a light blue energy barrier appeared instantly.

The biggest feature of creative psychics is to absorb astral energy to summon or protect themselves.

The most typical abilities include: astral constructs, astral creepers, astral protective membranes, and astral protective barriers.

And his "ectoplasmic barrier" is a power that can resist magical damage that only psions who are proficient in the creative department can master.

And when performing it, as long as you are highly concentrated, it will not consume any spiritual energy.

Although the power of the protective barrier is minimal without consuming additional spiritual energy.

But through his spell recognition ability, Brian could sense that the spells attacking him were not as fatal as imagined.

In other words, the enemy's attack was more like a test, or there was no intention to take his life at all.

Thinking of this, Brian vaguely guessed a possibility.

"Bang!"

Like the sound of gravel falling onto the lake, the bright energy ball splashed a few ripples on the light blue barrier, eventually disintegrating and disappearing.

Almost as soon as the energy ball disappeared, Brian stood up quickly, letting the chair behind him fall down. Then without hesitation, he lowered his head and rolled forward along the table to the ground, narrowly avoiding the two speeding darts.

The two cross darts hit the stone wall, causing bright sparks to fall to the ground in the harsh collision.

Brian secretly wiped his cold sweat, and while he was getting up, he immediately checked the enemy who was attacking him.

Just then I saw a slender female Drow emerge from the shadows.

She was wearing a black magic cloak, and her arms were making a series of complex gestures at extremely fast speeds.

Brian saw the crackling energy condensing at her fingertips, and then turned into an arrow of magic energy and rushed towards him.

When the energy left the drow's hands, it illuminated her beautiful face hidden by her long hair, and a pair of blue eyes that were very unusual among the drow race.

Why is she here?

Brian looked stunned. He gave up his plan to fight back, and quickly mobilized his spiritual energy to strengthen the defense strength of the protective ability "Actoplasm Barrier".

Because he thought of a simpler way to deal with it.

This was a meaningless magic battle, and he didn't want to spend most of his energy here.

After all, on the next day, he would face a test that was so severe that it was related to his own life and safety, so when he was sure that his life was safe, he was prepared to abort it.

Brian saw himself being hit by a magical energy arrow, and tiny lightning bolts kept jumping around his body, bursting out with brilliant electric sparks.

Just as he expected.

An attack of this level cannot cause any harm to him at all.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the fourth attack prepared by the drow wizard in advance.

Without warning, more than a dozen tough spider threads shot out from the ceiling of the wall. He was 'caught off guard' and was tightly wrapped around most of his body, lying on the ground.

Brian lay on the cold ground in shock and struggled a few more times before raising his head and looking at his enemy.

This is a young drow.

Her black satin skin gives the appearance of a living sculpture, enhanced by soft, tight-fitting black leather armor and ebony-toned chain mail.

Santila Pumore.

Brian recognized the identity of the drow, and also understood that the other party was his opponent tomorrow.

Therefore, he did not want to have a meaningless fight with her today.

Otherwise, his methods are likely to be predicted in advance, and his hope of winning will become slim.

Moreover, because of his understanding of her, he was still confident that he could subdue her with his own physical means alone.

This is also the fundamental reason why he didn't fight.

He continued to stare at the familiar face. She had an elf-like strange beauty, delicate and distinct features, and thick white hair as smooth as the moonlight on new snow.

Her face looked lively, sometimes naughty, sometimes as cold as ice. She was dominated by a pair of large almond-shaped eyes, the color of which was like the deep blue sky.

The rebellious daughter of a wealthy Drow family, a spoiled Drow princess, uses her unique virginity style to find a way to escape social oppression.

Brian remembered some experiences about this girl.

He and the other party met at Skull Harbor in Waterdeep City.

At that time, the rebellious drow who had escaped from the underground was looking for the wandering temple of the Dark Maiden Eilistraee in the Leyline Maze in Waterdeep City.

During the 'Arcane Catastrophe' period, many horrific events occurred, and even the gods became high-risk professions.

A huge change is inevitable in the Underdark.

Dark Maiden Eilistraee.

The only goddess who protects all good drow.

She died in the War of the Spider Queen, and all her followers were taken over by the elven god Corellon (Note: excerpted from "The War of the Spider Queen - The Penitent Daughter").

But there is a small group of drow who have maintained firm faith from beginning to end, hiding in the Wandering Temple in Skull Harbor, preparing a great plan to resurrect the goddess.

Among the participants in this plan to resurrect Eilistraee are their growing player base.

Some players even promoted a slogan on the forum in order to mobilize group power:

"Although Eilistraee has fallen, she has always lived in our faith (seed)."

As for whether it was successful or not, Brian wasn't sure.

He only knew that the Walking Temple hidden in the Lost City of Waterdeep began to surface, which meant that the resurrection plan had reached the most critical step.

"The battle mage of the Kingdom of Cormyr?" Santila raised her chin, showed a proud smile, and walked around in front of Brian with a frivolous pace.

"So, you came prepared." Brian came back to his senses, thought carefully, and guessed the other party's true purpose.

It can be seen from the bright blue eyes of the drow that she came here out of curiosity, which is in line with her character.

As for who was instructed or instigated, it is easy to guess.

"Yes, you are quite proficient in speaking Drow."

Santila kept her distance, then bent down and looked at Brian, "Can you say a little more? I heard from Xierlin that the way you yell is the funniest thing."

"What does this mean?"

Brian pretended to be angry and said, "Want to find an excuse to hit someone? If you want to hit someone, just say so. I have seen your drow preferences in this regard, so feel free to vent your excess energy."

Taking advantage of the other party's distraction, he secretly used his psychic secondary creation technique to prepare a tool to help him get out of trouble.

"I also want to punch you twice from close range and see your painful expression."

Santila flashed her long eyelashes and said with a smile, "But I know your little thoughts, so I will use long-range magic to deal with you."

"As you wish."

Brian shrugged nonchalantly, "It's up to you. You probably won't miss a target that's tied up and unable to move."

Santila was surprised by the other person's indifference. She stared at him, straightened her back, stretched out her slender fingers, and said eagerly:

"Yes, I will not miss. My magic is always on target, but I can guarantee that you will not be killed by the first spell, nor the second one. I will work hard to ensure that you can feel your own death. You
To be continued...