Casting spells

It is said that after Lothar and Khadgar killed Medivh, who was controlled by the Dark Titan, Sargeras, a terrible curse came.

Since then, with Karazhan as the center, it began to spread in all directions. Right now, the Deadwind Path has become a gloomy place, full of rocks and strange trees, and the sound of ghosts crying can be heard from time to time.

In contrast, although the Twilight Forest has also been severely affected, the land has not been completely corrupted, and animals and plants in some places can still survive.

"How about it, do you want to investigate?" Varna Chen Ge tentatively asked with a half-smile.

Zhang Cheng refused without thinking: "Sorry, I'm not interested. My task is to clean up the undead entrenched in Crow Ridge, and the rest has nothing to do with me."

Go to Deadwind Pass to investigate Karazhan?

As long as there is no problem with the brain, no one will agree to such a deadly move!

You must know that Medivh is the last guardian of the Tirisfal Council, and also the most powerful spellcaster in Azeroth, even possessing power comparable to that of a demigod. Of course, when the great mage comes, he has to kneel down and sing Conquer.

Not to mention that there are some messy monsters inside, such as ghosts, arcane puppets, Nether Dragons, Nightmare, Prince Malchezaar of the Burning Legion, etc., none of which are easy to deal with.

Perhaps in the eyes of many players in the 70s, Karazhan was just an entry-level team copy, and the difficulty was almost negligible. Kexia, or Illidan in the Dark Temple, there is not much difference in terms of danger.

Before gaining overwhelming power, Zhang Cheng would not touch the bad luck of these bosses. To be exact, he didn't even intend to get close.

"Are you sure? Maybe there are powerful magic items hidden behind these abnormal phenomena, or even artifacts?" Varna Chenge obviously did not give up, and continued to seduce.

"Ma'am, if you're interested in this, please investigate by yourself. I have more important work to do, so I won't disturb you." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng didn't care about the expression on the other party's face, and strode forward. Greeted a few strangers not far ahead.

After all, the movement of riding a griffin falling from the sky is not small, and the sentinel sent the news to the lord as soon as he found out.

Don't think that Griffin is a public transportation tool that can be used casually by paying only a few silver coins in the game. On the contrary, it has no social status, and ordinary people can't even touch a hair.

In any case, the griffins are the backbone of the alliance's proud air force, and each one needs to go through strict screening and training from hatching to adulthood. With the financial resources of the Stormwind Kingdom, they can barely support three or four hundred of them. It can be seen that it is precious, and it is all in the face of the Kirin Tor Council that I can rent three this time, otherwise I would not even want to take the Griffon Gate.

"Uncle! Father! Althea!" Zenobia obviously recognized the other party, and rushed forward to hug each other overjoyed.

After a brief reunion, she immediately calmed down her excitement, pulled one of the middle-aged men in a black dress and introduced: "Uncle, this is the mage I invited from Dalaran to solve the problem of undead in Crow Ridge." Your Excellency, although he may look young, he is already deeply trusted by the Archmage Ansrem Ruinvivor."

"Hello, young mage, I am Duke Elro Ebonlocke, and the two next to me are my brother Baron Carlton and his daughter Althea. Thank you very much for coming to help us solve the troubles in Raven Ridge." Ai Erloe Ebonlock took the initiative to bow and salute.

"You're welcome, Lord Duke, your niece has already paid enough. If there is no other order, please arrange a guide for us as soon as possible. I hope this matter can be settled within three days." Zhang Cheng also No nonsense, straightforward request.

Due to the gray mist shrouded in the sky above the Twilight Forest, it became an impossible task to fly there on a griffin.

Because Crow Ridge is not like Yese Town, there are many torches and braziers lit up, which can be recognized from a long distance, and they will be completely lost after flying for a long time. It is impossible to confirm the location from above, and only the most traditional way can be used Walk or ride a horse.

Undoubtedly, Duke Alro Ebonlocke did not expect the young man standing in front of him to be so urgent, and he wanted to leave immediately without even saying a few polite words.

However, he looked up at the sky, and quickly responded with embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Master, although I admire your swift and resolute actions very much, but it will be dark in less than an hour. I'm afraid no guide will Willing to follow you out of Nightshade Town."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously.

"Literally! Once night falls, all kinds of scary monsters will appear in the twilight forest, such as giant spiders, wolves, ogres, and recently I heard that some bandits are haunting the abandoned farms in the west. You will encounter some tigers and leopards coming from Stranglethorn Valley, and the place near Crow Ridge is even more undead. Leaving the town is basically tantamount to suicide. I suggest that you better rest for one night and wait until tomorrow dawn before you go on the road." Wearing clothes Althea in black scales gave an explanation.

"That's all?!" Zhang Cheng raised his head and stared at the other party expressionlessly, with a touch of disdain in his tone.

Perhaps for ordinary people, these beasts and monsters are indeed a bit dangerous, but in the eyes of elite mages, they are not even a fart.

Most importantly, he didn't intend to waste too long here at all, and after he was done, he would go south to Stranglethorn Valley.

Damn it!What a nasty fellow!

Althea cursed silently in her heart, turned around and exchanged colors with her father, and finally sighed helplessly: "Oh, well, since you insist, I will arrange it..."

Chapter 3 Twelve Dangerous

At Zhang Cheng's insistence, after about ten minutes, a impromptu team left Yese Town and headed northwest.

In order to ensure safety, Althea, the commander of the night watchman, personally led the team and selected six good players for fear of encountering unexpected situations.

Although she hated Zhang Cheng's tenacity and arrogance, she had to let go of her personal prejudices when she thought that there were more and more undead creatures gathering around Crow Ridge. At least to deal with the tide of undead, mages had far more advantages than warriors. many.

Watching the team gradually disappear at the exit of the town, Duke Ello Ebonlocke subconsciously clenched his fists and asked his brother without turning his head: "Carlton, do you think this young mage can succeed?"

"I don't know! I only know that Zenobia voluntarily gave up everything to become a follower in order to invite him. If the undead in Raven Ridge can't be solved, then I swear that I will never let him leave Nightshade Town alive." He said, Carlton tightly held the hilt of the long sword.

Ever since he learned of the so-called "price" his daughter had paid, he wished he could kill her immediately, but for the sake of Yese Town and the fact that the family's glory would not be cut off in this generation, he had no choice but to endure.

But this kind of patience is not unlimited. If Zhang Cheng fails to fulfill his promise, his accumulated anger will be vented out like an erupting volcano.

"Calm down! Don't do stupid things! The Kirin Tor council in Dalaran is not something we can provoke!" Duke Ello Ebonlocke reminded with a frown.

Although he sympathizes with Zenobia who made a huge sacrifice, for the sake of the family, he even sent his own daughter to the front line against monsters, and almost died several times, let alone his niece.

Carlton knew what his brother wanted to express, and responded with a sneer: "Don't worry! I'm not stupid enough to do it myself! Don't forget, Crow Ridge is less than an hour away from Westfall, and occasionally there will be a few Fiddy The Brotherhood of Assassins is nothing to be surprised about, is it?"

"Damn it! You actually got mixed up with those stonemasons who started the rebellion?!" Duke Alro Ebonlocke asked sharply with wide-eyed eyes.

"Why not? I believe you can feel it too! I don't know what's wrong inside Stormwind City, and its control over the surrounding areas is constantly weakening. Whether it's Westfall, Lakeside Town, or Twilight Forest, they all have to rely on their own strength to deal with the crisis. Maybe we can use this opportunity to..."

Before Carlton could finish speaking, Arrow interrupted furiously: "Shut up! The Ebonlocke family is the nobles of the Stormwind Kingdom! You must serve the king! Promise me! Cut off the relationship with Edwin VanCleef immediately! Contact! Have you forgotten your identity?"

"No! I didn't! On the contrary! It's not me who really forgot my identity! It's the guys in Stormwind Fortress! Look at what they've been doing recently? Let the Phidia Brotherhood occupy Westfall and watch the Blackrock orcs continue Harassing Lakeside Town, as for the situation in Dusk Forest, you should know best. How many letters of appeal for help have we written? But what about them? They don’t even pay attention! Is such a kingdom worthy of our allegiance?"

Carlton, who had accumulated a lot of resentment, finally couldn't help venting it all out at this moment.

Compared with his elder brother who endured silently, his character is obviously more impulsive, coupled with the relationship that has been suppressed for too long, he began to have a strong dissatisfaction with the Stormwind Kingdom.

"Bastard!" Arlo Ebonlocke slapped his younger brother hard.

The Duke was obviously about to go mad with anger, his whole body was shaking non-stop, and he couldn't believe that the outrageous words just now came from his brother's mouth.

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Carlton gritted his teeth without saying a word, turned around and disappeared at the door of the only hotel in the town, apparently planning to get drunk.

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At the same time, Zhang Cheng in Yese Town also encountered the first wave of obstacles. To be exact, there were about fifty or sixty low-level undead creatures wandering the roadside—skeletons.

These human skeletons driven by death energy seem to be able to sense the breath of living people, and they will emerge from all directions to block the team's only way.

Staring at the undead with strange lights in their eye sockets, Althea hurriedly drew out her long sword and shouted loudly: "Be careful to maintain a tight formation! Don't be afraid or retreat! Otherwise, we will all die!"

"Damn it! I bet they came from the rotten orchard!" a night watchman cursed under his breath.

"Rotten orchard?" Zhang Cheng touched his chin with great interest, without a hint of panic on his face.

Not only he didn't, but Varna Chensong and Zenobia didn't either.

The reason is very simple. For mages, the number of enemies is never a threat. What can really threaten them is their quality. Those who can resist a large-scale destructive spell rush to the front and break the magic protection.

As for a group of irrational low-level undead, even apprentices with a little strength would not take it to heart.