Casting spells

Chapter 3 Seventeen: Crow Ridge

"That's right! This is power! The power I've been pursuing and longing for..."

Looking at the human skeletons scattered all over the place, Zhang Cheng's indifferent face still showed no trace of satisfaction, excitement or other expressions.

It seems that for him, solving a group of low-level undead driven by instinct is as easy as eating and drinking, and it is not worth making a fuss about.

In fact, as he gets closer and closer to the upper limit of the mage career template, he can clearly feel that his control over magical energy is increasing, and the power and range of influence of spells are also increasing. Due to the magnification effect brought by the meteorite fragments, one spell is often more terrifying than the combined power of five or six spells of ordinary mages.

To some extent, his combat and destructive power are no less than those of the younger archmages in the Kirin Tor Council.

The only thing that is not as good as the archmage may be that he has not yet developed his own spellcasting skills so far.

For example, group Frostbolt, group fireball, group arcane barrage, controlling gravity, summoning thousands of elemental life at one time, casting super-large-scale blizzard and flame storm, etc.

If you use the description in the game, Zhang Cheng has not yet developed his own exclusive boss skills, so there is still a long way to go before becoming a real archmage.

However, a mere two or three hundred skeletons are nothing to the undead entrenched in the large tomb of Crow Ridge.

Due to the huge noise caused by the shock wave of the fire spell, all the skeletons and ghouls within a few hundred meters were startled.

They are like sharks smelling blood, rushing over from all directions. Some ghouls are covered with carrion insects the size of an adult's palm. I don't know if they are affected by magical energy. , the front mouthpiece is full of sharp teeth that make people shudder.

Seeing the endless undead rushing towards him like a tide, instead of showing a little panic, Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and showed a crazy smile.

When the first wave rushed to the front, he chose to activate the ice barrier without thinking.

boom!boom!boom!boom……

All I heard was a series of muffled noises, and a large number of skeletons and ghouls crashed into the solid ice exuding a biting cold air.

Although the ice barrier in reality is not as resistant to all forms of attack as in the game, its strength cannot be shaken by a few low-level undead lives.

Through the crystal-clear ice wall, Zhang Cheng could even cleanse and observe the appearance of every skeleton and ghoul opening their teeth and claws, as well as the boiling death force in their tattered bodies.

If it had been more than half a year ago, he would have been frightened out of his wits and tried to find a way to escape to a safe place.

But now, instead of running away, he stood still and waited patiently for more undead to gather.

Varna Chenge, who was standing in the distance, saw this scene, trembling involuntarily, and muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear: "Crazy! You are a complete lunatic..."

Obviously, as a high elf mage, she knew very well that Zhang Cheng's risky behavior of using herself as a bait was to gather countless low-level undead and then cast a large-scale destructive spell to clean them up.

But theory is one thing, practice is another.

Reality is not a game, dead bodies can be revived.Since the establishment of Dalaran, there have been countless magical theories, but no mage has ever thought of using ice barriers to gather monsters.

The reason is very simple, the danger of doing this is too great, if you are not careful, you will die without a whole body. For a mage who is proud and fleshy, he will not easily joke about his own life.

But Zhang Cheng is different. First of all, he was not born as a traditional academic mage, and naturally he will not be limited by the thinking of an academic mage; secondly, he has experienced too many dangers, and he almost lost his life several times. The definition is completely different from ordinary people; last, and most importantly, he is more inclined to surprise than the conservative fighting style of most mages.

When the duration of the ice barrier was about to end, Zhang Cheng did not hesitate to cast the flash technique that he had prepared for a long time. In the blink of an eye, he came behind hundreds of undead, raised his staff and began to chant spells loudly.

Under the guidance of his powerful magical power, a terrifying blizzard soon fell from the sky, launching an indiscriminate blow to the gathered skeletons and ghouls.

With the addition of various spell damage equipment and pocket watch amplifiers, he successfully enveloped all the undead within the scope of a large-scale magic attack. In less than a minute, one-third of the most vulnerable skeletons fell down one after another. Scattered into piles of bones without signs of life.

The bone-piercing hailstone not only caused considerable damage, but also greatly slowed down the enemy's movement speed. When the undead approached the target again, few of them were intact, and basically either lost their arms or were missing. The legs and body surface are still covered with thick frost.

"Hmph! It's over." Zhang Cheng sneered, and released the fire magic—shock wave again.

Accompanied by a bang!

The bright flame instantly burned the surrounding ghouls that were trying to get closer to ashes. As for the remaining scattered skeletons, he chose to use arcane missiles to deal with them one by one.

When the last crippled skeleton was smashed to bone shards by blinding missiles, there was not a single undead wandering near the entrance to the forecourt of Raven Ridge Necropolis.

"Holy Light! It's too powerful! Is this the strength of the magical kingdom of Dalaran?" A night watchman gripped the hilt of his sword and sighed dumbfounded.

"Zenobia! Tell me! Can you do this too? No! Even if it's only one-fifth!" Althea asked her sister frantically.

Seeing the incomparable power of magic with her own eyes, she began to fantasize that if her sister could also use magic to help the Night Watchman fight in the coming days, no matter if it was a werewolf or an ogre, they would all be killed.

The latter shook his head with a complicated expression: "I'm sorry, I can't. Don't say that I'm just an apprentice. Even in Dalaran, there are not a few battle mages with this level of destructive power."

"That's right! You should feel lucky, little human girl." Varna Chen Ge interjected meaningfully, and then was the first to come to the front to support Zhang Cheng, who was a little bit exhausted in magic power.

Maybe others don't know the disadvantages of releasing large-scale destructive spells, but she knows very well that the larger the coverage and the more powerful the spell, the more mana will be consumed. It is inevitable to enter a short-term weak state.

For the kindness shown by the female elf, Zhang Cheng did not refuse, and directly held the other's slender and soft right hand without any politeness and began to absorb energy.

In less than three to five minutes, his pale face turned a little bloody, and immediately ordered the night watchman to set up two tongs that were originally used for cooking...

Chapter 3: Crow Ridge

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?" Varna Chenge asked, looking at the pupils of the young mage sitting next to her, which were constantly switching between black and violet.

Zhang Cheng drank a sip of cool river water, shook his dizzy head lightly and replied, "It's okay, it's just a little overcasting, so there's no big problem. But in a short time, I'm afraid I won't be able to solve it all at once like I did just now." There are hundreds of undead creatures."

"No, you didn't understand what I meant. Don't you think your actions just now were a little crazy and reckless? As a mage, you should use wisdom rather than violence to solve problems. I admit that you have some strengths in combat. Incomparable talent, but that doesn't mean..."

Before Varna Chenge finished speaking, Zhang Cheng interrupted impatiently: "I know what you want to say. Indeed, wisdom is very important to a mage. From a certain point of view, a mage is It should represent wisdom. But sometimes, wisdom does not mean that all problems can be solved, especially when facing a group of irrational enemies, only the most direct violence is the only choice. Look at this endless undead? Do you expect to negotiate with them?"

"But you shouldn't risk yourself! You know, in a situation like just now, you only need a small mistake, and you will be torn to pieces by countless undead. I don't want you to have any troubles, more I don’t hope that I will never be able to taste the pure sun well water again.” The female elf warned through gritted teeth.

Obviously, if there is anyone in Azeroth who cares most about Zhang Cheng's life right now, it must be her.

"Hahahaha! Well, maybe you're right, I'm a little too crazy." Zhang Cheng laughed inexplicably.

Very wisely, he did not continue to argue with the other party, but stood up and came to the side of the two boiling tong pots.

Zenobia, who was standing in front of her, hurriedly stood up and saluted, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Master, according to your request, I have already poured all the solvents in."

"Good job! Let everyone leave now, and you'd better pretend you didn't see the next thing." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng took out the bottle of specially treated plague from his pocket, unplugged it and poured it into the pot Poured two drops.

moment!

The originally clear boiling water was immediately dyed a strange dark green, and emitted a choking gray smoke. In less than two or three minutes, the surrounding air began to become cloudy, and the flowers, plants, and trees quickly withered and died. The soil on the ground also showed an abnormal rotten smell.

"This is……"

Zenobia stared wide-eyed at the incredible changes taking place in front of her, and her whole body became extremely nervous.

Although the undead natural disaster broke out in the north of the Eastern Continent, which is the territory of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, it didn't mean that she hadn't heard of the horror of the plague.

On the contrary, because the first eruption destroyed one of the most powerful human kingdoms, people fear it far more than the orcs who have invaded Azeroth many times.

Staring at the strong fear in the girl's eyes, Zhang Cheng nodded calmly: "That's right, this is the magic plague, to be precise, it is a strengthened special plague, it can not only kill the infected creatures within a few minutes The transformation from life to death can be completed within a short period of time, and at the same time, various basic abilities of undead creatures can be strengthened. However, as a price, these undead creatures will consume a large amount of death energy. That is to say, if they are not supplemented by the outside world, they will soon will run out of energy and die."