Casting spells

Amidst the laughter, Linnis Hightower froze. She didn't expect that she would become a victim of this transaction, which was completely different from what was agreed in advance...

Chapter 225 Death Dragon

Watching the slightly chubby figure of Cuige O'Meren disappear at the end of the corridor, Moroya, who had never said a word, walked up quickly and reminded in a low voice: "Master, I suggest that you better be careful, although I Don't think he's a deadly threat, but this guy certainly isn't what he seems."

"Relax, it doesn't matter to me whether he has any plans or attempts behind the scenes. Don't forget, this is Old Town, and even I need your name to rule, so just keep an eye on your young and beautiful Sister, he can't make waves at all. If our dear trade prince really wants to play tricks like inward and outward cooperation, I will happily accept the remaining half of his fortune."

When Zhang Cheng said these words, he did not avoid Linis Hightower who was left in the living room at all. To be precise, he deliberately let the other party hear.

In his eyes, smart people are never a threat, because smart people know when to compromise and when to give in, but fools are different, especially fools who like to be self-righteous...

"Dear Linnis, what do you think I should do with you?" Moroya, who understood, immediately turned her attention to her sister.

"Sister, don't you want to get rid of me? Don't forget that my surname is Hightower just like yours!" Linnis reminded loudly.

She originally thought that with her beauty, she could easily capture the young man in front of her, get rid of the old and ugly trade prince, and live a luxurious life that could be spent again.

But the cruel reality is that not only did she not capture anyone, but she was also discarded by Tragg O'Meren as trash.

Moroya stretched out her hand, gently stroked her sister's smooth and delicate chin, and shook her head with a sneer: "No, Linice, you are wrong. I have long since abandoned the surname Hightower, but the master still needs it to come. Complete some plans. But don't worry, I won't kill you, because you still have value."

"You...what do you want to do!" Linnis asked tremblingly.

"Sorry, you're just a pawn, and you're not worthy of knowing the master's plan." After finishing speaking, Moloya took out a bottle of potion, squeezed her sister's mouth and poured it involuntarily.

Linnis didn't even realize what happened, her eyes went dark, she fell to the ground with a plop, and fell into a deep coma.

Zhang Cheng stood up, didn't even look at her, and walked outside without looking back.While walking, he also ordered: "I leave the matter here to you. I have to go to the basement to continue to observe the changes of the dragon eggs. If there is any emergency, please let me know at any time."

"As you wish, master." Moroya saluted gracefully, then waved her hand to signal the guards at the door to come in and carry her sister away.

Zhang Cheng didn't care and didn't want to know how Moroya was going to use Linice. All he could think about was knowledge about undead magic.

Just when he began to consider whether he should destroy the increasingly dangerous creation, he was surprised to find that he had unknowingly walked to the basement door.

But before he opened the door and walked in, he suddenly noticed an extremely terrifying death energy radiating out through the crack of the door.

This energy was so strong that many mice were affected, showing large pieces of rotting flesh, and their two crimson eyes revealed rage and bloodthirsty. When they saw a living person, they would rush up and bite without saying a word.

"Damn it!" Zhang Cheng cursed in a low voice, raised his hand and a burst of flames burned the mouse that was transforming into an undead form into ashes, and then carefully pushed open the closed door.

next second...

He was completely stunned by what he saw in front of him!

In the center of the huge magic circle, a young dragon with a body length of more than three meters is curled up into a ball, and the silver-gray translucent scales on the whole body are shining, giving people an illusion that it may disappear at any time.

Moreover, compared to normal dragons, its body is extraordinarily slender, and the surfaces of its claws, teeth, and back thorns are covered with a layer of energy that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

As a mage, Zhang Chengqian bet that if anyone was bitten by this guy, the most fatal thing would definitely not be the trauma, but the death energy that penetrated into the body through the wound.

Know that for any life, death energy is a terrible poison. It can not only make the victim weak, old, dead, but even damage the soul.

Although the baby dragon is not big in size, its danger level is already almost surpassing that of Kuro Kerba who was born several months earlier.

Since undead creatures have never liked living things very much, Zhang Cheng is not sure whether to call a few helpers to prepare for the battle, or restrain the opponent through the magic circle carved on the ground to try to communicate and control.

The moment he was about to get closer, the young dragon, who was motionless, suddenly raised his head, and two cold stars in his eye sockets shot out a dazzling light.

But for some reason, it didn't attack immediately, nor did it make any threatening movements, it just watched quietly.

It took a full minute before it slowly lay down again, waving its paws and fiddled with the mummy piled up on the ground.

Through a brief observation, Zhang Cheng realized that the death dragon in front of him didn't seem to have wisdom, at least not at this stage, and was completely driven by instinct, which was a good opportunity to bring it under control.

Without any hesitation!

He went directly to the upper right corner of the magic circle, took out a strangely shaped stone, and began to chant spells loudly.

In just a blink of an eye, the magic circle carved on the ground released a faint light, echoing the light on the surface of the stone.

"Roar!!!!!!!!"

Sensing the danger, the young dragon opened its mouth full of fangs and wanted to rush over and tear the tiny human beings who threatened it into pieces.

But it's a pity that before he ran two steps, an extremely powerful invisible stance suddenly appeared in the magic circle, pressing it firmly to the ground, the more he struggled, the greater the pressure.

After the last incantation was finished, a mark exactly like the stone was formed on the dragon's head.

The young dragon, which was struggling frantically one second, turned into a good baby the next second, obediently lying on the ground waiting for the master to give orders.

Undoubtedly, what Zhang Cheng was holding was not an ordinary magic rune, but the Calamity Stone that the Lich King used to identify the level of his army of undead creatures.

It's just that this natural disaster stone has been researched and transformed by the Dalaran archmages, and it is not limited to identifying the identity of the undead, but can also invade and control the will of a certain undead.

The only regret is that if the Lich King finds out that the consciousness of the undead under him has been invaded, he can immediately regain control by virtue of his incomparably powerful spiritual power.

But in the world of Song of Ice and Fire, there was obviously no need to worry about the Lich King, so Zhang Cheng chose to use this Scourge Stone to control the newly hatched Death Dragon.

Chapter 226 The monster that feeds on pain and despair

Feeling that the natural disaster stone and the young dragon had established a stable spiritual connection, Zhang Cheng was slightly relieved.

But just as he was about to get closer and inspect this special life form exuding the breath of death from top to bottom, the magic sword——the soul arrester suddenly warned: "Don't go there! At least don't get close now! If you don't want the soul If it is sucked out."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously stopped, frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you find that your creation can't control its abilities well for the time being? Once it gets too close, it will be attracted by your magical soul and can't help but take a light breath. Although this behavior is not Out of malice, but it will undoubtedly make you suffer fatal injuries." Demon Sword explained calmly.

"You mean... its ability is the same as yours, it can devour living souls?" Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed a bright light.

You must know that the soul is the most important and indispensable part of life. Even in a world where magic is relatively developed, controlling or devouring the soul is a very rare talent.

If a creature has a similar ability, then he can bypass most of the enemy's defenses and directly attack the fragile soul.

After all, the soul is not the body, it has a certain self-healing ability, and it can also complete regeneration with the help of various magic potions and recovery spells.

Once the soul is damaged, except for a very few top-level spells that need to pay a huge price, it will almost never be repaired!

If the ability of the newly hatched Death Dragon is to devour souls, then Zhang Cheng has a hole card that can give the opponent a fatal blow in the upcoming war.

"Devouring souls? Don't be kidding me! Do you think you can create magical creatures as powerful as me with your crappy third-rate magic rituals?" the soul-trapping messenger sarcastically mercilessly.

Zhang Cheng was not irritated by his bad attitude with the sword, but he shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Then why did you mention that it would suck my soul out?"

"It's very simple! What it devours is not the soul itself, but the strong negative emotions contained in the soul. Congratulations, my master, you have created a monster that feeds on pain and despair. It will consume as many The increase is getting stronger and stronger, maybe one day I will have independent thinking ability like me." Demon Sword joked gloatingly.

"Feeding on pain and despair? It sounds interesting..." Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a chilling smile on his face.