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The reason is simple. As an expert who likes to do biological research, he can clearly see that this notebook is real, but he just doesn't understand why the other party did this?

According to his thinking, the somewhat crazy young man in front of him should keep this notebook to whet his appetite, and then find an appropriate time to exchange for benefits.

Undoubtedly aware of Prince Black Dragon's doubts, Zhang Cheng explained blankly: "Your Highness, I have completed the experiment and obtained the knowledge I want, so there is no point in staying any longer."

"I see, you want to leave." Nefarian showed a look of sudden realization.

"That's right! Next, I'm going to visit Dire Maul in Feralas, visit the high-level elf mages who lived in seclusion in the ancient city of Eresalas more than 1 years ago, and discuss the mysteries of magic with them." Zhang Cheng half-truth and half-fiction said his next destination.

After hearing these words, Nefarian's eyes shone strangely, as if he was thinking about something.

After about a minute or two, he smiled and nodded: "Okay, I accept your farewell and look forward to your next visit. Here, this is the reward I promised you. Also, if When you return to Stormwind City, you might as well visit my sister, her human name is Katrana Prestor."

"Thank you for your generosity and kindness. If you don't mind, I'm leaving now. After all, I still need to acquire more knowledge to improve myself and evolve to a higher level of life." Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be crazy He bowed like that, turned around and disappeared into the intricate passages at the lower level of the Blackstone Tower with the Doomguard.

As soon as he left, Dakisas came up to him and asked in a polar voice, "Master, why did you let him go?"

"You don't understand! He is not a mortal in the ordinary sense at all, and he is not the kind of dead-headed person who regards good and evil as the only standard for human beings. Don't worry, he will not be our enemy, but a potential ally of the Black Dragon Legion, at least The human kingdom will never accept his crazy biological research..."

Chapter 351 Tears of Neltharion

Walking out of the Blackstone Tower filled with tumbling magma and suffocating heat waves, Zhang Cheng once again saw the long-lost sky.

Although the color of the sky is a little abnormal, as if stained with blood, it presents a strange red color, and there are ominous black smoke drifting from time to time.

But all of this is nothing to him who is crossing the Burning Plain.

Accompanied by a few strange incantations, six runes composed of pure arcane energy quickly formed a diaphragm that was indistinguishable to the naked eye around his body, forcibly isolating himself from the high temperature and dirty air.

Obviously, this is one of the knowledge he learned in the dream, and it is also evidence that the eredar created a brilliant magical civilization before their fall.

But unfortunately, after these guys embraced shadow and fel energy, they abandoned the arcane power, which seemed a little weak to them.

But Zhang Cheng was different. Like many seniors, he did not abandon the mage profession because he got more powerful sorcerer power. On the contrary, he felt that the power of arcane magic was far less weak than it seemed.

On the contrary, the upper limit of highly malleable magical energy like Arcane should be far above Fel Energy and Shadow, but no one has been able to develop its full potential for the time being.

Full of expectations for the next new world, he casually opened the wooden box Nefarian gave him before leaving.

moment!

A silver liquid surrounded by black translucent crystals appeared on a velvet cushion in the middle of the box.

Driven by strong curiosity, Zhang Cheng subconsciously touched the surface of the crystal, and an indescribable surge of force quickly poured into his body.

Sadness, pain, regret, madness...

All of a sudden, various strong emotions began to emerge in his mind, and his connection with arcane, evil energy, shadow, elemental and many other energies suddenly became closer, and even his thinking became particularly concentrated, as if it took a long time before. Powerful spells channeled by time-chanting spells now require only a single thought to unleash.

There is no doubt that the silver liquid inside the crystal is by no means an ordinary thing, but a special substance that is very close to the root of magic.

It's just that he doesn't understand why a group of mysterious liquids carry the emotions that only intelligent life has.

This emotion was so powerful that it almost made the extremely indifferent he shed tears.

Just when he was thinking hard, trying to figure out what exactly the Black Dragon Prince gave him, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and a few words popped out of his mouth subconsciously: "Tears of Neltharion..."

"That's right! It's Neltharion's tears! It is rumored that Neltharion, the king of the black dragon, left tears of pain and regret at the last moment when he was tempted to fall by the ancient gods. No wonder there is such a powerful force, even if a Ordinary people who don't understand anything will drink it, and they will immediately gain incredible energy, and even become a powerful spellcaster. Of course, the premise is that he is not tormented by all kinds of negative emotions..." Zhang Cheng He narrowed his eyes and said to himself.

In the distant 60s in the game, the Tears of Neltharion was the accessory dropped by Nefarian, the final boss of the Blackwing Lair dungeon. Its powerful attributes have always been coveted by many legal professions.

But unlike the series of statistics in the game, the real Tears of Neltharion is far more than just adding a little spell damage and hit!

To be precise, the energy contained in the tears circulating in the black crystal body even contains a part of the power of the earth bestowed by the Titan to the Black Dragon King.

As we all know, the earth is the mother of all things and the root of all life, so the real value of Neltharion's tears is not as an ornament that enhances spellcasting, but tears that contain the power of the earth.

Of course, it is not easy to obtain this power, because in addition to the powerful energy in the tears, there are also whispers of the ancient gods that are enough to make the black dragon king fall.

Coupled with the negative emotions enough to drive ordinary people crazy on the spot, if Zhang Cheng dared to extract the energy inside, he would end up either becoming a puppet of the ancient god, or a lunatic without even self-awareness.

Obviously, Nefarian gave this thing to him with absolutely no good intentions.

It may be to make him fall into darkness completely, or it may be to use this gadget to influence his mind. In short, Neltharion's tears have been carried on him for a long time, and [-]% will have an irreparable impact on a person's spirit.

Zhang Cheng neither intends to be the lackey of the ancient gods, nor does he intend to become a lunatic who wants to destroy the world all day long, so he resolutely puts this dangerous treasure back into the sealed wooden box for the time being.

Unless he finds a way to crack it, he will never attempt to obtain the huge energy inside.

Pollack seemed to sense something, bent down and asked in a low voice: "Master, why don't you absorb the energy it contains? I believe that with the huge amount of evil energy in your body, it shouldn't be difficult to digest it."

"No, you don't understand..." Zhang Cheng shook his head lightly, without explaining too much.

In any case, the Doom Guard is a member of the Burning Legion. Even if they surrender to themselves now, it is only because of the Eredar demon soul sealed in the body and the ruling grimoire.

Although he did not pull the demon out of the distorted time and space forcibly like ordinary warlocks, and then beat the opponent hard until he defeated the demon and signed a series of unequal treaties, let alone made the demon hate himself extremely in his heart , and even tried every means to find an opportunity to launch a counterattack when he was weak.

The previous relationship between Zhang Cheng and the demons under him was closer to a pure subordinate. Every demon regarded him as Malosa, so he never showed any resistance. invasion plan.

If one day they discover that their master is not the eredar demon lord, then they may secretly unite against the constraints of the grimoire of domination.

So from the very beginning, Zhang Cheng didn't intend to give these demons even a little bit of trust, let alone let them know the real thoughts and plans in his mind.

In addition, when he left the world of Azeroth, he planned to let all the demons die and return to Earth with only their souls.

In this way, according to different needs, he can use the soul stone to resurrect specific demons individually, and at the same time completely cut off the connection between these dangerous elements and the Burning Legion, and then slowly adjust them one by one.

After all, demons are a group of insidious and cunning guys, words like loyalty have never been associated with them.

As long as they can realize that there is no other way for them to go on earth except to rely on themselves, they will be loyal to themselves as they are to the Burning Legion...

Chapter 352 Butterfly Wings

Not long after Zhang Cheng left Blackrock Tower, far away beside the bridge at the junction of Dusk Forest and Westfall, two men in black cloaks were hiding under a big tree, staring at each other, neither of them spoke first. the meaning of.

However, this embarrassing situation didn't last long, and soon one of them took off the hood covering his face and asked in a rather deep voice, "Carlton, have you really thought it through?"

"Yes, Edwin. I've had enough of the pretentious fools in the noble council! I've had enough of my brother's loyalty to the very edge! It's time to show some color to the guys in Stormwind! Let They know what a serious mistake they have made!" Another man also took off his hood and responded decisively.

Obviously, there are two suspicious-looking guys here, one is Edwin Van Cleef, the leader of the Defias Brotherhood full of hatred, and the other is the younger brother of the ruler of Nightshade Town, Duke Alro Ebonlocke. Baron Carlton with a grievance.

It doesn't take much to ask, the two of them must have gathered together to discuss how to launch an action of revenge against the Stormwind Kingdom.

Edwin VanCleef habitually touched the stubble on his chin, as if he was judging whether the other party was trustworthy.

After about two or three minutes, a playful smile appeared on his face: "Dear Carlton, you have to understand that the Brotherhood's help is never free, so you have to do something to win our trust."

"Win your trust? Haven't I done enough?" Carlton frowned and asked.