Casting spells

Fortunately, Arugal reacted quickly, and a Blink spell disappeared in place, otherwise he might also die under the fatal breath.

When the flames dissipated, a giant dragon with beautiful violet scales shining all over its body stood out of thin air at the entrance of the gate of Shadowfang Castle.

Compared with the last parting, Kuro Kerba's size has increased by nearly four meters. Whether it is sharp claws or a strong body, it all proves that this dragon has destructive power.

Just when Zhang Cheng was about to ride the dragon back and sweep the entire castle, the scales on Kuro Kerba's body suddenly began to glow, and then the arcane energy contained in the surrounding air rushed into it like crazy In the body, because the speed is too fast, gorgeous magic vortexes are formed.

Especially the suffocating pulling feeling that almost made Zhang Cheng unable to control the surging magic power in his body...

Chapter 3 and One Compromise

"Damn! How could there be such a big commotion!" Looking at the picture of the giant dragon frantically absorbing arcane energy, Zhang Cheng's face quickly became ugly.

Although he had long expected that when Kuro Kerba came to the world of Azeroth, he would definitely absorb some magical energy to satisfy his innate inadequacy.

But what I never expected is that so much will be absorbed, so much that a temporary arcane energy vacuum area is formed within a few kilometers, let alone cast spells right now, just want to keep the magic power in the body from being lost. quite difficult.

As for Arugal, he had long been frightened by this astonishing scene and hid in the deepest part of the castle. He couldn't believe that a dragon appeared at his door, and it also caused a violent energy absorption phenomenon.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours...

After the twenty or so magic vortexes in the air gradually subsided, Kuro Kerba finally opened those thrilling eyes.

This time, its pupils no longer contained even a little bit of animalism, but were filled with the light of wisdom.

"Kuro Kerba?" Zhang Cheng called the dragon's name in a low voice, trying to figure out the current situation.

But what he never expected was that the dragon actually bent down and responded in the standard Westeros common language: "It's me, father, where is this?"

"You...you can talk!" Zhang Cheng's eyes widened, with an incredulous expression on his face.

"Yes, I feel that I have suddenly become much stronger and wiser. There is a smell in the air here that I like. Is this your new castle?" Kuro Kerba was like a curious child , keep looking around to observe the surrounding situation.

It didn't realize at all that it had left Westeros and came to a completely strange and more dangerous world.

Although Zhang Cheng was a little embarrassed to be called his father by a giant monster, he quickly adjusted his mentality, climbed up the dragon's back and patted the dragon's neck gently: "No, this is not my castle. On the contrary, it It belongs to the enemy. Now, burn it for me. Remember, don't touch the tallest steeple, there is a very important book in it that I long for."

"Slaughter and destruction, that's what I'm best at." Kuro Kerba vigorously flapped his wings and flew into the air, and began to slaughter the entire Shadowfang Castle mercilessly.

Whether it was the ghosts wandering around, or all kinds of giant wolves and werewolves, they were all burned to ashes under the deadly flames, unable to make any effective counterattack at all.

You must know that the flames spewed out by the adult dragons in Song of Ice and Fire can even melt the granite on which the castle is built, not to mention that what Kuro Kerba spewed is not just as simple as high-temperature flames, but also mixed with terrible flames. Any substance that comes into contact with it will produce an incredible explosion.

Under such severe damage, the historic walls of Shadowfang Castle began to be damaged, and the buildings quickly collapsed. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to ruins, and only one high tower remained intact.

Through the window, Arugal could clearly see the terrifying behemoth constantly hovering above, his eyes full of fear and despair.

Maybe he was full of confidence in the werewolf army he created, thinking that with their power, he could punch the alliance and kick the tribe, and achieve great achievements.

But at this moment, the cruel reality told him that not to mention great achievements, one dragon could send his dream into hell.

At the same time, Arugal also understood that the reason why the dragon did not attack the tower was not because he was afraid of his own strength, but to ensure that he would not accidentally injure the precious "Book of Ur".

As we all know, mages are a group of out-and-out realists who regard their lives as more important than anything else.

When encountering danger, they don't mind throwing at the enemy at all, as long as the other party can guarantee their own safety.

After recognizing the power gap like a gap, Arugal took out the "Book of Ur" from the bookshelf without hesitation, and shouted loudly: "You win! Here! This book is yours! "

"Oh, thank you."

Zhang Cheng signaled Kuro Kerba to lower his height, and grabbed the book wrapped in a blue cover from the opponent's hand and quickly flipped through it.

After confirming that the contents inside were not fake, he nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it would be great if we took it out earlier, we can completely avoid conflicts. But now, just taking out this book is not enough, you must Pay extra to make up for my loss."

"Your loss?!" Arugal glanced at the almost destroyed castle, the corners of his mouth twitching non-stop.

"Yes! I also want your research notes on werewolves! And ten bottles of Wolgan's blood!" Zhang Cheng straightforwardly offered harsh conditions.

According to the memory in his mind, the werewolf species was originally born a long time ago, and it seems to be inextricably linked with the Druid sect.

But these guys couldn't control themselves in the end, and they all went crazy, becoming the original werewolves in the world of Azeroth.

In order to prevent them from harming others, the famous hero Malfurion exiled them all to another space, but Ur found them inadvertently and recorded them in the "Book of Ur".

Coincidentally, Arugal, who had just been raided by Arthas in Dalaran, desperately longed for a power that could protect him, and the Kingdom of Gilneas also happened to catch up with the invasion of natural disasters, so the two hit it off and summoned the first generation of werewolves from a different space When he came back, he defeated the invading Scourge, and at the same time planted the root of the curse.

The most powerful of these first-generation werewolves was Vogan, and it was through his blood that Arugal created a series of second-generation werewolves such as the wolf king Nandus and the son of Arugal.

Undoubtedly, Volgan's blood has quite powerful power, which can also be called a curse, and is of great research value.

Zhang Cheng has never been a moralist, and he has no moral obsession. As long as he can enhance his own strength, he doesn't care what method he uses.

"You wait!"

Although Arugal really wanted to yell, he still held back, turned around and went back to the room, offering a notebook and ten bottles of abnormally gray blood with both hands.

"Very good! Now we're clear! One last word of caution, the Forsaken won't notice what's happening in Shadowfang Keep recently, so you still have about half a month to a month to restore it to its original state. Otherwise you should Knows better than I what the undead are up to, right?"

After saying this suggestive sentence, Zhang Cheng patted the dragon's neck again.

Kuro Kerba immediately turned around and left the castle, and flew towards the south. When passing by the door, under the signal of his master, he grabbed the war horse hiding on the side of the road and grazing...

Chapter 3 and Two: Surprising Changes

After crossing the junction of Silverpine Forest and Hillsbrad Hills, Zhang Cheng quickly chose an inconspicuous valley as his temporary foothold.

As soon as Kuro Kerba's huge reminder hit the ground, the frightened war horse immediately fled into the woods like crazy, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

However, Zhang Cheng couldn't care less about chasing the mount right now, and quickly jumped off the dragon's back. With the help of a few tools in his pocket, he began to check various indicators of the dragon's body, especially the changes in blood.

You must know that for magical creatures, blood is not only the normal function of transportation, metabolism, immune system, etc., but also the center of energy operation. If you want to find out their strength, you only need to take a little blood and analyze it per milligram of blood. The amount of energy contained will do.

Of course, this calculation method, which is obviously inclined to modern science, is his original creation. Most mages just draw the blood volume of a standard potion bottle, and then judge the strength according to their own estimates.

"Father, are you worried about my changes?" Kuro Kerba seemed to be used to being drawn blood, instead of resisting, he opened his mouth very cooperatively, allowing the sharp needle to pierce the soft mouth inner wall.

"Shouldn't I be worried? You must understand that all forms of power and evolution cannot happen for no reason, let alone without paying a price." Zhang Cheng explained while squeezing the blood in the needle tube into several test tubes Then inject a small amount of energy with different attributes for observation.

In just a few seconds, the test tube infused with arcane energy first burst out with bright light, as if even the sun in the sky lost its color.

Undoubtedly, the arcane energy contained in Kuro Kerba's blood is the highest, and even per unit volume it far exceeds the limit of most senior mages and even archmages.

If it can learn magic, its strength surpassing most spellcasters is simply easier than eating and drinking.

But it is a pity that although the giant dragon has a fairly clear thinking and the ability to speak, its intelligence level is the same as that of a seven or eight-year-old child. It is full of curiosity about everything around it, and it keeps asking questions. Asking that seems to kick a hundred thousand whys.

This level of intelligence is not to mention learning the jerky and difficult knowledge of magic theory, even the slightly difficult math problems are quite difficult.