Casting spells

"Yes, I hope the commander of the Forsaken doesn't feel too sorry for his lost subordinates." Zhang Cheng sarcastically said in a half-joking tone.

After the assassin escaped, the Forsaken apparently got the news that Amber Mill was going to build a magic barrier, and dispatched more than 40 elite thieves in one go, trying to delay the whole process by assassinating those involved mages and apprentices.

But unfortunately, Zhang Cheng, who was full of anger, had already deployed a series of defensive measures against stealth units.

As a result, they lost more than half of their manpower in the first surprise attack, and the rest were caught and cleaned up one by one under the tracking of the hounds with a keen sense of smell.

Since he knew that the Forsaken were not afraid of pain and death, and would not disclose any confidential information, Zhang Cheng had no intention of capturing prisoners, and he directly killed them when he came up, without giving the other party the slightest chance to die together.

I believe that after a period of time, the enemy commander will be furious when he learns that his entire army has been wiped out.

After all, the number of Forsaken is not very large. The forty elites are almost one-tenth of the total garrison strength of Silverpine Forest, and they are all thieves who are good at espionage and assassination. For a long time to come, High Executive Hadrek will be deaf and blind due to lack of intelligence gathering personnel.

"Hahahaha! I, too, want to see the wonderful expressions on the faces of the living dead. By the way, now that the enchantment is complete, are you going to Shadowfang Castle to retrieve the "Book of Ur"?" Atarik asked, stroking the beard on his chin.

"That's right! If you don't have any other orders, I hope I can borrow a horse and set off immediately, before the Forsaken don't know what happened, and settle everything." Zhang Cheng nodded without thinking .

"Okay, I'll ask the stables to prepare a fast horse and five days' food for you. Remember, don't approach Pyrewood Village after nightfall. The villagers there have been transformed into terrible monsters by Arugal." When he said the last few words, Atarik's smile quickly disappeared, replaced by seriousness and earnestness.

"Don't worry, master. You should be very aware of how shallow Arugal's spellcasting ability is, and how fragile that so-called power is. He doesn't pose any threat to me at all." Zhang Chengxin assured me.

Maybe others don't know Agaulu's mage level, but he is familiar with the game plot, but he clearly knows that this guy who hides in Shadowfang Castle all day to study werewolves is actually just a lucky idiot. It is not much different from the mage apprentice Akar Kessell who happened to get the artifact shard in the story of "Icewind Dale".

If there is no "Book of Ur", Alugao's level is at best a little higher than that of an ordinary mage in Dalaran. With the power Zhang Cheng now has, he can crush him in minutes.

Seeing that the young man standing in front of him didn't realize the danger of Shadowfang Castle, Atarik had to explain patiently: "I'm not worried about who is stronger or weaker between you and Arugal, but about who is weaker. Werewolves. Their blood contains the curse of depravity and corruption. Once you are accidentally infected, you will soon become one of them. I don't want to see you leading an army of werewolves one day, to Ann Bermir goes on the offensive."

"What do you mean... Be careful of infection?" Zhang Cheng keenly grasped a key word.

"Yes! As far as I know, the blood of the werewolf, especially the blood of the werewolf who is named the son of Arugal, has a curse power that can infect even the undead, and even an archmage like me cannot undo it. You must be extra careful in battle. Be careful, never get scratched or bitten, otherwise..."

"Otherwise I will be infected!" Zhang Cheng finished the second half of the sentence for the archmage with a blank expression.

Only now did he understand what the real danger of Shadowfang Castle was, not the ghosts wandering inside and outside the castle, nor Arugal's shadow magic, but those werewolves who seemed to have nothing but tenacious vitality.

These irrational beasts are not much different from mad dogs carrying rabies. They belong to whoever bites and dies. So far, there is no possibility of treatment.

Maybe in the eyes of some people, there is nothing wrong with being a werewolf, at least he can gain superhuman strength, speed and agility, but he doesn't like this kind of uncontrolled power at all.

"It's good that you know! Go ahead and complete your mission. I look forward to hearing the news of your return in victory." After finishing speaking, the archmage patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder and returned to the barrier alone.

About 10 minutes later, Zhang Cheng rode a brown horse and galloped towards the northwest...

Chapter 300 Shadowfang Keep

After running along the weed-covered road for about four or five hours, Zhang Cheng finally saw the tall stone fortress standing on the top of the cliff in the south of the Silver Pine Forest, and at the same time realized why the Forsaken would regard it as a thorn in their side .

As Archmage Atarik described, Shadowfang Castle firmly guards the only way south of the Sepulcher. Maybe the living dead don't need food and water, but they always need to transport various weapons, armor, and potions , or even a magical plague.

What's more, the werewolves under Alu Gao carry a very strong curse, which will infect every unlucky person bitten by them. There are such a group of lunatics making trouble behind their buttocks. As long as they are not idiots, they will solve them first and then consider continuing to expand The problem.

"It's finally here! Dear Arugao, I hope you can be more sensible, don't force me to kill you..." Zhang Cheng muttered to himself, while casually letting go of the exhausted steed , Let him run to the side to drink water and eat grass.

Although Azeroth's war horses are affected by the ubiquitous magical energy, they are far stronger and more durable than normal horses, but running for several hours in a row still makes them very tired, and if they continue to run, they will lose their balance. They'll fall to the side of the road and foam at the mouth, or they'll go into cardiac arrest and run away to death.

After a brief movement of the sore waist and legs caused by the bumps, Zhang Cheng did not rush to summon Kuro Kerba. Instead, he came to the entrance with a relaxed face, and bowed slightly towards the dark and damp passage inside: "Respect His Excellency Arugal, the Archmage of Dalaran, I would like to speak with you on behalf of the Council of the Kirin Tor in Dalaran."

quiet……

unusually quiet...

Immediately afterwards, a silver white wolf rushed out of the darkness, opened its mouth full of fangs and rushed at it viciously.

But unfortunately, due to the iron gate, it failed to bite anything, and slammed into the thick iron pillar with a bang, making an almost crazy roar.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have turned around and ran away after being frightened by this giant wolf, but Zhang Cheng looked at this beast with cloudy eyes with great interest, and it took a full minute before he commented: " Inject the blood of werewolves into the bodies of wolves, so that they can obey the orders of werewolves to fight together. I have to say that you are really a typical waste of small things, completely wasting the precious knowledge recorded in the "Book of Ur."

"Oh? Are you mocking my research?" A dark and deep voice came through the iron gate.

"Sarcasm? No, no, no, I'm just stating a fact. It is true that the curse flowing in the blood of werewolves can provide a powerful army in a short period of time. But you must not forget that for a mage What is real power? Is it an invincible army? No, never. The real power is those profound magic knowledge, superb spellcasting skills, and the power of spells that can destroy the world. Simply put It’s us.” Zhang Cheng responded meaningfully.

"Hmph! Those old fellows from the Council sent you to convey this nonsense?" The gloomy voice sneered.

Zhang Cheng smiled lightly and shook his head: "You are mistaken, I never pass on anyone's word, everything just now is my true thought. Finally, please hand over the "Book of Ur", I don't want to mess up the situation Too ugly and don't want too much devastating damage to the castle."

"Insanity!"

With an unstoppable roar, a man in a black robe stepped out of the darkness.

He is holding a staff with a weird shape, and his whole body is filled with rich shadow energy, as if he wants to merge with the surrounding darkness.

Obviously, he is none other than the famous "Great Mage" Arugal.

Of course, this archmage is not a title recognized by the Kirin Tor Council, but a title he arbitrarily put on his own head.

Feeling the opponent's body severely eroded by the shadow, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sighed slightly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

moment!

boom!

A powerful arcane energy centered on him, spread in all directions, and triggered a series of chain reactions.

The silver giant wolf across the iron gate didn't even have a chance to react, it just flew out and slammed into the wall fiercely, spraying out bright red plasma.

As for Arugal, he cast an unknown spell, wrapped himself in a layer of shadow, then took two steps back to stabilize his figure, and asked with a vigilant face: "What do you want to do?!"

"It's nothing! In order for you to sit down and talk calmly, I think it's a good choice to show your strength properly. At least it can let you understand who is the arrogant among us. In addition, those furry little ones behind you Pets don't work for me." Zhang Cheng unceremoniously exposed the other party's insidious attempt.

Arugal squinted his eyes, fixedly staring at the young man standing opposite the iron gate, as if he was thinking about something.

After a full minute, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand and waved forward: "Go! Children! Kill him for me!"

"Aww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Accompanied by ear-piercing howls, countless green eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness!

In the blink of an eye, the owners of these eyes rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards where Zhang Cheng was.

At the same time, the originally closed iron gate made a cracking sound and slowly opened...

"Well, I knew the negotiation would not go well." Zhang Cheng stepped back unhurriedly, giving up a distance of about ten meters, and without hesitation activated the spell rewarded by the parchment—the oath of the dragon clan.

hum! ! ! !

After a strange tremor, a complex and huge magic circle suddenly appeared on the ground, and then a gap was quickly torn open in the confined space.

Before the swarming wolves realized what had happened, a bright and hot flame burst out from the crack. The intense heat not only turned the iron gates into molten iron, but even melted the rocks that built the fortress. .