Casting spells

Just when he wanted to get a little closer to observe carefully, an extremely thick claw forcibly tore through the space, forcing the huge upper body to squeeze through the passage.

A head burning with evil flames, a big mouth full of fangs, a shield made of unknown metal hanging from the abdomen, and even a bunch of extremely uncoordinated wings behind it.

Through the gaps in the passage, it can be vaguely observed that the upper body of this demon is similar to a human, but the lower body is like a reptile like a dragon man. Not only does it have a tail full of bone spurs, but it also has four restless hooves.

There is no doubt that this is a pit lord, the high commander of the Burning Legion, and also synonymous with violent, cruel, and killing.

But what puzzled Zhang Cheng was that he had just opened the channel and hadn't had time to put in soul fragments to attract the demon, so why did the other party answer the summon so impatiently?

You must know that there is a price to be paid for summoning demons, and this price is the soul fragments extracted from living beings. The more fragments you put in and the higher the quality, the easier it is to attract the attention of high-level demons.

In fact, all demons that can be dominated and enslaved by warlocks, whether it is imps, voidwalkers, hellhounds, succubi, hellfire, or doomguard, are all at the bottom of the legion. The real high-level demons will not let mortals to control one's own will.

Simply put, ruling classes like the Dreadlords, Eredars, and Pit Lords are completely masters of the source of power for warlocks.The legionnaires under them are the objects that warlocks can summon and enslave.

I saw that the abyss lord first stared and observed the surrounding environment, and then he roared in a low and hoarse voice: "Humble ants! Tell the great Katgazi, what do you want? Power? Money? Or power?"

"No, I don't want anything, I just want to ask a few questions." Zhang Cheng lowered his head and stared at the binding runes in the summoning circle that might collapse at any time.

As long as one of these runes is destroyed, he will definitely turn around and run away. As for whether the Deadmines and Westfall will be occupied by demons, that's none of his business.

After all, the abyss lord is a terrifying monster that can destroy a city by himself. With his current strength, let alone confrontation, he might be swallowed by the boundless fel energy flames on the spot.

"Question?!" The abyss lord who called himself Kattegazi showed a trace of doubt on his hideous face.

Obviously, in its memory, most warlocks summoned demons for nothing more than gaining power, money and power, and this was the first time to ask a question.

"Yes! Question! I want to know how to restrain a sleeping demon's soul from corroding the body." Zhang Cheng nodded without thinking, and then gently took off his hood, revealing a semi-demonic face. Body.

When Katgazi saw this scene, his eyes shot out mixed emotions of surprise, playfulness and joy, and he laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha! Interesting! It's so interesting! No wonder Marosa didn't Go back to the distorted time and space and wait for the resurrection, it turns out that its soul is in your body."

"Marosa? Do you know the demon soul sleeping in my body?" Zhang Cheng's face suddenly became a little ugly.

"That's right! Malosa is an eredar demon, a powerful spellcaster and a cunning tactician. During the Orc Wars, he was summoned to the battlefield, but was unfortunately killed. It seems that the guys from the Shadow Council secretly Imprisoned its soul. Mortal, your body is undergoing some interesting changes, if you can take this opportunity to devour Malosa's soul and knowledge, you can replace it and become an indispensable member of the legion." Carter Gaz opened his mouth in an evil grin.

Although the Burning Legion ended its chaotic management style under the control and integration of Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, it is still full of intrigues secretly, and things that frame each other are endless.

Needless to ask, the pit lord must have secretly had a feud with the eredar demon named Malosa, so it's no surprise that he wanted to kill him.

"Swallow Malosa's knowledge and soul? Then will I also become an eredar demon?" Zhang Cheng asked, frowning.

"Hey! It's hard to say! Maybe you will become an eredar, or you may give birth to a new kind of demon, who knows. How about it, are you interested in signing a contract with me, I can help you at a critical time One hand, but as a price, you must become my subordinate." Kategaz suggested maliciously.

Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment with a sullen face, and quickly shook his head: "No! Thank you for your kindness! I still have tasks to complete, and I don't want to become a demon for the time being. But I can make a deal with you, using a piece of precious soul fragment In exchange for a way to suppress the demonization of the body, what do you want?"

As he spoke, he took out the crystal that imprisoned O'Kare's soul from his pocket.

After several days of torture and torture, he has squeezed out all the knowledge in the memory of the orc warlock, and now it is better to take it out as a bargaining chip...

Chapter 325 Selection

"Oh? The soul of an orc warlock?!"

As an abyss lord, Katgazi recognized the essence and value of the soul fragments with just a glance, and an expression of interest appeared on his hideous and ugly face.

You must know that since Thrall led the orcs and tauren to win the holy war on Mount Hyjal, he has promoted shamanism among his compatriots in order to replace and suppress the influence of warlocks. Some orcs have given up continuing to obtain power from demons, so the number of warlocks is getting smaller and smaller.

Basically, except for the Blackstone clan loyal to the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian, and the Dragon Roar clan wandering in the wetlands, it is rare to see orc warlocks.

On the contrary, there are more Forsaken warlocks whose hearts are distorted by hatred, and human warlocks with complex and changeable personalities.

"No, this is not an ordinary orc warlock. His name is O'Kare, and he was once a member of the Shadow Council, and if I'm not mistaken, he imprisoned Marosa's soul." , the soul fragment in Zhang Cheng's hand was lightly thrown into the air.

The shimmering purple crystals crossed a graceful parabola, and just landed in the palm of the abyss lord.

Feeling the constantly struggling and roaring soul inside the fragments, Katgazi opened his mouth and laughed unscrupulously: "Hahahaha! Interesting! So interesting! I like this gadget. Here, this is a ruling grimoire. It not only It records the knowledge you desire to obtain, and has the power to suppress Hellfire and Doomguard. In addition, I will give you a bottle of my blood, and if Malosa’s soul wakes up one day, you will use it.”

The voice just fell!

The abyss lord threw a book exuding a strong evil aura to the ground, then cut his finger, and squeezed a drop of crazy blood into a flask not far away.

Of course, this drop is calculated according to its huge body, not according to the size of a human being.

Just when Zhang Cheng's gaze was attracted by the Grimoire of Command, the runes connecting the two worlds on Katgazi's summoning circle suddenly shattered without warning.

To be precise, he could no longer bear the backlog of the abyss lord's powerful dragon-like body, and was completely on the verge of collapse. In just a few seconds, the channel became extremely unstable.

Kattegazi also seemed to be very clear that this temporary summoning circle couldn't allow him to enter Azeroth, so he retracted without thinking, and gradually disappeared into the blazing fel energy flames.

Less than half a minute after it disappeared, the green fel fire exploded violently, engulfing the entire wooden house in the blink of an eye.

But the strange thing is that although the house quickly turned into a pile of coke under the flames, none of the important things were burned, whether it was the tools of the alchemy table, or the notes and materials placed next to it, everything was destroyed. It was intact, as if the fel flame had avoided it on purpose.

If it were normal, Zhang Cheng would definitely study the secret behind the strange phenomenon, but now all his attention is attracted by the Grimoire of Domination.

Even ignoring the horrified reactions of the two fraternity members guarding the house, he flipped through the page and found the technique for suppressing demon spirits in the last few pages in no time.

The method is very simple, that is to completely demonize a certain part of the body, and then use the power of the devil rune to imprison the soul in it.

In fact, many warlocks use this technique to maximize their power, and even release the demon soul completely when necessary, allowing them to transform themselves into powerful demons in a short period of time.

What Zhang Cheng has to do now is to select a part of his left half of his body, hands, eyes and feet, as a cage for Marosa's sleeping soul.

If it is a hand, then he will have claws capable of tearing steel; if it is a foot, he will have the terrifying movement speed and explosive power of a demon; if it is an eye, he will have the ability to look straight into the soul.

After much consideration, Zhang Cheng decided to use the eyes as a cage.

On the one hand, although looking directly at the power of the soul cannot directly increase the combat effectiveness, it can be of great help to the study of the soul in the future.On the other hand, the eyes are the easiest part to cover up. After returning to the earth, only a pair of sunglasses or contact lenses can be used to cover up the eyes to a high degree.

And no matter how the devil's hand and devil's foot are concealed, it is very easy to detect that they are abnormal.

Obviously, instead of solving all hidden dangers once and for all, he resolutely chose to retain the power of the warlock and the demon in his body.

Because in his eyes, there is no powerful power in the world that can be obtained without taking risks. The more powerful the power, the higher the price to pay. If you succeed, you can surpass yourself, but if you fail, you will be thrown into hell .

This intense stimulation of wandering between life and death not only did not scare Zhang Cheng, but instead gave him an inexplicable excitement and anticipation, as if a gambler started an unprecedented gamble with his own life as a bargaining chip.

Sometimes he even wonders if he has some mental problems, or is he abnormal?

Otherwise, how could a normal person still choose to embark on a dangerous journey instead of finding a safe corner to hide in a dangerous situation.

However, such doubts were quickly forgotten by him, and he devoted himself to the process of making the seal.

With the help of a small mirror that was not very clear, Zhang Cheng used a knife to carve bloody symbols one after another around his eyelids, and then used the mad blood of the abyss lord to activate the runes.

After the eye sockets were completely stained red with blood, he began to mobilize the shadow and evil energy in his body to rush towards his left eye. In less than a minute, the dark green pupil began to shrink, enlarge, shrink, enlarge……

During the whole process, the phantom of an eredar demon gradually appeared in the pupil. After about ten minutes, the phantom gradually disappeared, and the evil energy that burst out from the eyes from time to time also slowly returned to calm, replaced by An intoxicating evil atmosphere, it seems that just looking at it, you will fall into inextricable fanaticism and worship.