Casting spells

The former was not to be outdone, and followed closely into the room.

When the two shadows saw Zhang Cheng who was sleeping soundly on the bed, their eyes shot out a very strange light, followed by pulling out their daggers at the same time, and stabbing them fiercely from left to right...

Chapter 298 For Cirvanas' Victory

boom!boom!

The sharp blade glowing with cold light did not stab the soft body as expected, and no bright red blood flowed out, but stuck into the hard bed board.

Before the two shadows realized what had happened, a bone-piercing ice ring shot out from the bottom of the bed, freezing them in place.

At the same time, the sleeping figure on the bed shook twice out of thin air, and then completely disappeared without a trace.

"Who are you? Why did you assassinate me?" Zhang Cheng, who came out from under the bed, narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the two assassins who were wrapped up in black cloaks.

Obviously, out of caution, he didn't sleep on the soft bed, but chose to create a false phantom, and slept under the bed himself.

In this way, even if an unexpected situation occurs, the critical few seconds of reaction time can be gained.

I have to say that this little trick learned from film and television works actually saved his life today.

Just look at the two pierced places on the bed, one is the heart and the other is the spine, no matter which one can make him lose his ability to move in an instant.

The two black figures didn't intend to answer the question at all. After looking at each other, they reached into their pockets at the same time, took out a handful of silver-gray powder and sprinkled it into the air.

After the silver-gray powder came into contact with the air, it immediately released a large amount of black smoke, covering the entire room in less than a second.

But the smoke came and went quickly, and disappeared without a trace in less than three seconds.

"Damn it! It's a disappearing fan!" Zhang Cheng recognized the props used by the opponent without much effort.

Without any hesitation, he directed a cone of ice in the direction of the window.

As a person with rich combat PVP experience in the game, he knows very well that what the thieves like to do the most after using the disappearance skill is to put a relatively safe distance first, and then wait for the opportunity to observe before looking for an opportunity to attack or retreat directly.

as predicted!

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of the shattered ice spinning at high speed, the two were caught out of the shadows on the spot.

The cloaks and leather armor on them were quickly torn, revealing the creepy bodies inside...

The reason why it is creepy is that there is no flesh at all in the elbows, knees and other joints. They are all white bones, and the skin is also an unhealthy blue color. The pungent embalming fluid continues to flow down the torn wound. drop.

There is no doubt that these two assassins are not normal humans at all, but undead who claim to have independent consciousness-the Forsaken.

No screams!

No howling!

Not to mention the fear of death!

They were as calm as the terminators who came out of a horror movie. After just looking at each other, one of them smashed the floor with both feet and rushed up at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, while the other did not hesitate. He jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Cheng didn't have time to stop the guy who was running away, because he had to deal with the dagger that stabbed his left eye first, especially when the surface of the dagger was still glowing with an abnormal green color.

Out of caution, he didn't use the ice shield or mana shield to resist, but instead used a Blink spell to pass through the enemy, followed by a steady stream of dazzling arcane missiles from his fingers, heading straight for the fragile body. knee.

In less than four or five seconds, the knee joint connecting the Forsaken Assassin's thigh and calf shattered into a pile of bones, and hit the hard wall with a plop by virtue of inertia.

Zhang Cheng did not leave any chance for the opponent to fight back. Another flame blast broke the right hand holding the dagger tightly. Then he stopped casting spells and asked blankly: "Say! Who are you? Why did you want to assassinate?" Me? What exactly is the Undercity's plan for Ambermere?"

"Living, you want to extract information from me? Hahahaha! Sorry, you found the wrong person. For Cirvanas' victory!!!!"

With a frenzied roar, the Forsaken Assassin activated a pendant hanging around his neck.

next second...

Bright flames were released from the red gem below the pendant, directly engulfing the entire room.

After the flames slowly subsided, everything except Zhang Cheng who was protected by the flame protection barrier was burned to ashes.

He stared at the charred corpse of the Forsaken Assassin with a livid face, and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear: "Should I say that I am indeed a Forsaken? So crazy, so reckless, even myself She doesn't even care about her life. To make such a group of lunatics loyal, the Dark Queen Sylvanas is really a natural leader."

The voice just fell!

The closed door was slammed open, and seven or eight guards armed with long swords and shields rushed in, constantly searching for traces of the enemy.

Seeing the flustered appearance of this group of rookies, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shook his head and reminded: "There's no need to look for it. There are two Forsaken Assassins in total, one has already escaped, and the other one is right under your feet."

"Underfoot?" The female soldier in the lead subconsciously glanced down, and immediately couldn't help but vomited out while covering her mouth.

There is no way not to vomit!

You must know that the Forsaken are corpses resurrected by psychic spells, so their charred bodies are not charred corpses in the ordinary sense, but a mixture of embalming fluid, rotten meat and dense maggots body.

Among them, the maggots corroded by the shadow energy are even more tenacious. Even after being cooked, they are still wriggling non-stop. The picture is simply restricted.

Fortunately, this group of young female warriors who don't know if they have seen blood vomited for a while, and Atarik also rushed over.

The archmage inspected the tragic situation in the house, and quickly became aware of what had happened, with a frightening cold light in his eyes, and finally lowered his voice and said in Zhang Cheng's ear: "Get ready! These living dead will not Watch our plan succeed! It is likely that there will be more and more similar assassinations in the next two weeks."

"Hmph! Don't worry, master. Maybe it's very difficult for me to build a huge and complex magic barrier, but fighting and killing are as easy as eating and drinking for me. I promise, as long as they don't care about the loss, come to a I'll kill one, and if two come, I'll kill one pair until no one can send them." Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and showed a cruel smile.

He has never been a kind person, and he will never be a messenger of justice. If he is not afraid of the intervention of the bronze dragon, just based on the assassination just now, he will directly summon the dragon to go around Sepulcher, let this group of people who are hated The deceived idiot understands what a painful price he will pay for offending himself...

Chapter 299 Departure

The assassination in the hotel did not cause too much panic in Amber Mill. To be precise, the two Forsaken Assassins were nothing compared to the werewolves in the woods every night.

What's more, not only did they fail to kill anyone, the damage they caused was limited to destroying one guest room, and one unlucky guy was even burned to death.

Nobody realizes how different the Forsaken are from any race that has ever appeared on Azeroth. Their madness, their darkness, their cruelty are no different from the Scourge of the Undead sweeping across half the continent.

Of course, Zhang Cheng did not remind the residents of the town of the horrors of the Forsaken, but devoted himself to the construction of the magic barrier.

In particular, Archmage Atarik's unique interpretation of space and arcane arts gave him a refreshing feeling.

In less than a week, he stumbled and mastered a lot of corresponding skills, and even used the convenience of energy nodes to successfully create a half-meter-high arcane minion.

This special life form composed purely of arcane energy has no thinking ability, completely obeys every order of the maker, and can also use spells such as arcane missiles, arcane explosion, and flash. When destroyed by the enemy It will also release the energy stored in the body all at once, forming a terrifying energy turbulence.

If enough arcane energy is invested at one time, even the archmage will not be able to release the spell smoothly in the turbulence generated by the explosion of the arcane minions.

No wonder neither Arugal of Shadowfang Castle nor the Forsaken entrenched in the Sepulcher dared to attack lightly. This move alone was quite daunting.

In addition, when assisting the archmage to arrange arcane runes, Zhang Cheng also learned a lot of novel arrangements. After the two-week cooperation ended, he got far more than what he gave.

Looking at the faintly visible lavender light surrounding the wall, Atarik finally heaved a sigh of relief, and joked with a smile: "Although those annoying undead have not stopped harassing and destroying these days, we have survived , isn't it?"